The story of a little girl for whom the war began just after her fifth birthday, when one night her mother and the whole house disappeared. You had to go to sleep in someone else's house, where instead of your mother there was a foreign lady, foreign furniture, and you had to drink milk from someone else's cup instead of the usual one. Asiunia observes the world very carefully and tries to understand as much as possible, although it is terribly difficult for such a little girl.
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