Szábo tries to overcome the pain over his wife’s death. He almost cannot bear the memory of her, yet lives in constant fear that these memories of their life together might fade. Will he then become a traitor? The book tells a lot about his wife A. and about the relationship between the two lovers. And he knows: the price of great love is pain. It hurts immensely that nothing is the way it was. But it is good that it was.