Once he rented a room from a lonely elderly lady. She became attached to him, started dressing up, gave him a camera, and soon began insisting on intimacy. He wanted to run away, but, succumbing to her pleas, he stayed. Became friends. And then he fell in love with a girl... Years passed, he clearly remembers the name of the old woman - from her participation success came to his career. But he cannot remember the name of his once beloved - with her happiness left his life. In the story “What was her name?..”, as in other stories of A. Snegirev’s new book, you will not find heroes and scoundrels, good and bad, convictions and verdicts. Here the random becomes fatal, the temporary becomes eternal, and a piercing sense of the drama of life and the defenselessness of love reigns everywhere.