An old friend died, falling out of a window - the most ridiculous, stupid death! The relationship with his beloved wife has completely gone wrong. It seems to Pavel Volkov that he cannot cope with the problems that have piled up, with injustice and misunderstanding. It seems to Volkov that all the best has already passed , remains in the past, the same one where it was so good and which now does not exist and cannot exist. It seems to Volkov that he is to blame for everything, even that the grandmother of a child begging on the street died and he is now completely alone. But can a six-year-old child fight life alone?.. And yet he will figure it all out - otherwise it’s not worth living!.. And he will make a choice, because there is always a choice, and he will find out who is to blame for the death of his friend. And when it becomes easy and not scary, he will understand that everything is fine - not only where we are not. But where we are, too!..The book consists of 3 stories: “Where we are not”, “3rd Thursday of November”, “Tverskaya, 8”