-Akulina, what have you done again, huh? - the guy asked, bringing his black eyebrows together. Damn it, it was him! My first husband! Young, handsome, with jet-black hair, green eyes, and a thick, low voice that once made me fall into a sweet intoxication. But how? Could it be his son or grandson? The only thing I knew about my ex-husband was that after our divorce he went to serve far, far away, somewhere in the North. And he continued. “Did you go into the forest again?” - I shook my head. - Where have you been? What kind of clothes are you wearing? Where is the braid? Akulina, this goes beyond all acceptable limits!