About the book: year / At forty-five, the woman is a berry again, only smart. She knows what she wants from life and from a man. True, I still have three whole years to grow up to rationality, but even now I know too much... About the boyfriend of my adult, but still very green, berry daughter Olive. Whether the wolves will be fed and the sheep will be safe, time will tell, but happiness is a relative concept when it does not apply to you.