lost her daughter, the grandmother's beloved granddaughter, but in her heart they are still together dashinided to attach it here when we drive up. we see that dasha meets us at the dacha located on the island, and maksimova spends most of the year here, because everything here reminds them of dasha's favorite photography thing. even the dog that the girl once brought secretly from her mother into the house as a small puppy. here they spent their best days and years, tragic and scary, interrupted in 2011. with a blow of a stick on the girl’s head right at the moment when her mother was talking to her on the phone more marina maksimova, the daughter did not hear, does not expect anything and hear from the one who deprived her of maternal happiness, yes, and it is not necessary. it burned everything inside her over the years, except for the thirst for just retribution. i didn't communicate with him. what will i ask him? i do n't even know. yes, he won’t return me anyway, he doesn’t burn with a desire to communicate with the victims and the accused himself tightly, lips compressed into a threa