Friday night. The family rested after dinner. Everyone went into their rooms. and idylia.

Someone is looking at the house.
Someone went on a raid on Artaza, from his room you can hear the sound of the "Mill".
Someone, having put off a collection of poetry of the Serbian age, smokes a pipe, sitting in a chair with a bucket, enjoying the “Dark Side of the Moon.”

And then I realize that something is definitely wrong in our family. The first two are Mom and Dad.