When the eldest son suddenly and mysteriously disappeared, Marina could no longer deceive herself. The cracks in the family, which seemed to her more insignificant than light scratches on the smooth surface of her life, in reality turned out to be abysses, at the bottom of which anything could lurk: treachery, pretense, deception... She did not know how to live further, and not particularly thought about the future. All this - later, later. The main thing is to wait for your son’s return, to believe that he will certainly return.