Do you believe in fate? This story began in the forest, in cold November, and ended by the warm sea with the chimes ringing. A familiar evening on an ordinary Friday, and a familiar road through the forest on the way to your country house. Among the trees decorated with yellow foliage, a man notices a lonely girl dressed in a thin summer dress. Roman Arkadyevich spent the entire next month as if in a dream, because it was there that he met his mysterious stranger. His happiness ended with the beginning of the new month, the autumn fairy tale was mercilessly and imperiously broken by winter. Expectations were not met, and patience ran out. On the morning of December thirtieth, when the country and its neighbors were in full swing preparing for the New Year, a gloomy man with unshaven cheeks and dark circles around his eyes, swollen from insomnia, sat in a modest travel agency and without interest chose a country for travel.