She is ninety-something years old. She remembers almost nothing and no one, not even her sons. But she hasn’t lost her sarcasm. All day long she embroiders gloomy sayings and torments her home assistants with intricate stories of her love affairs. He is North London's latest promising bachelor. He buttons up his buttons without any help, walks on his own two feet, and doesn’t drool when he speaks. But, unlike her, he did not forget anything, not even what he would like to forget. These two don’t have much time left on earth... But what if it’s enough to heal heart wounds and find a new meaning in life? To live a little? In his new novel, the British writer, Booker Prize winner Howard Jacobson (“Jay,” “My Name is Shylock”), with his inherent irony, paradoxically sad and encouraging at the same time, encourages his characters to confront the inevitable, and the reader to think about their own opportunities and chances.