Atamanova's Recipe, or How to Re-educate Your Son

After you turn forty, you want to enjoy life to the fullest. I had my favorite job, I regularly met with my friends, and I felt happy and independent. The only difficulty was my teenage son, who sometimes caused no small trouble. The only salvation was the police. But what do you do if a police officer lives in the apartment next door? Try to “re-educate” your son—or… allow yourself to fall in love?