Holidays. The train is travelling from Saint Petersburg to Belgorod. But I'm getting off in Kursk. My grandfather's widow, Anna Ilyinichna, lives here — she is practically my grandmother. Her granddaughter Sasha and great-granddaughter Pelageya live here too. In August 2024, they had to leave their village homes - war came to the Kursk borderlands. My grandmother's house in the village of Kobylyki is intact - she is waiting for changes on the front and a free kettle from the village council. Sasha and Pelageya's house in Sudzha is no longer there. They are waiting. Without knowing what for. They wait and do not lose heart, somewhere between worlds.