Nectar stolen cherries. Kalinina N.D.

Returning to her hometown, Inga dreamed only of rest. Familiar streets, sea breeze, juicy cherries. It seemed that nothing could disturb the peaceful peace of a quiet town. But a strange, frightening inexplicability, the feeling that something bad should happen, does not let the girl go from the date of arrival. What is the grandmother to warn through dreams about so terrible? To whom Inga, without suspecting it, crossed the road? And how to save her dear people who were defenseless in the face of mystical forces?