About the book: 2022 / - I remember everything. And you seem to have forgotten that you have a son! I still couldn’t restrain myself. I couldn’t raise my head proudly and leave. “I don’t have a son,” Camille said harshly. “And Mark?” Who is he? “I didn’t find him in the cabbage,” my voice trembled, but I held back my tears. I’m upset not for myself, but for my baby, who is not needed by his own father. “And Mark is your son.” And the one from whom you gave birth to him. But definitely not mine,” he said. - Now I have to go. Kamil... he just doesn’t want responsibility, that’s the answer - horribly banal. - Have you decided to finish your studies? – I asked dully when Kamil opened the car door. - Here? - Yes. Is there something that doesn’t suit you? “I hope we won’t see each other very often,” I turned around and walked towards the university building, but managed to hear: “Me too.”