This story begins a year before and ends almost one year later. A span of time in the human being life relatively short but long, nonetheless. As life on earth: long but relatively short yet. It all started with a photo, which looked as many other photos, only a photo which aimed to fix a moment of happiness. And it fixed it forever, that is to say, for as long as it will exist. But happiness is not only a moment of our lives, happiness is not even eternal, as eternal are not photos and people. But why then we look for happiness? What strange idea is this odd idea of ours? An absurd idea, but substantially possible though, in spite of everything. Because of that picture taken at the beginning of this book the destiny (but destiny does not exist — it's just a way of talking about life directions) wanted to be discussed for many pages to narrate the life of a family that in Vilnius, Lithuania, fought for their happiness in a time frame that corresponds to almost twelve mont...
Laboratorio di scrittura