About the book: 2010 / This story was published several times. I rewrote it, redid it, removed something, added something. He also changed the title - “Far from the War”, “Gingerbread Mug”, “At a Small Station”. The new name, it seems to me, is more accurate. If you do not agree, then write what you would call it. I'll fix it. The current modern means of communication will allow us to do this. As a child, I was friends with a girl named Olya. Now I can’t say for sure whether she was evacuated from Leningrad; there’s no one to ask. She died. Our mothers are gone. The aunts and uncles who were front-line soldiers who drove trains past our small station died. We grew, the station grew. It became a city. A story about children's feelings, about relationships, of course, about love. And if you have children, then, having been at a small station, they will acquire new spiritual qualities, they will begin to understand you better, and you - them.