About the book: 2010 / The house, so successfully bought in the village of Mukhino, stood on a hillock that sloped steeply down to the lake. The view from the windows was wonderful: a front garden with phlox and tiger lilies, a meadow sloping down to the water, a lake that was overgrown in places along the shore, but right next to the village there was a sandy beach, and behind the lake there was a forest stretching towards the horizon. Vladlen Mikhailovich Golomyanov, not so long ago retired, bought this house quite by accident and was very pleased with his new acquisition. Everything would be just fine if it weren’t for the annoying flies...