Tatyana Bulatova's books are easy and engaging to read because they are well-written, and even when it comes to dramatic events, the author's unique irony is still felt. "Oh, this Lyusya," "The big heart of a small woman," "Mom was washing the frame," and many other books are known and loved by readers.
"My silly dragonfly" is a book about love. But not the kind of love that is written about in "women's novels," but real love, which is never easy. The story of Kostya and Masha is complex, bitter, and will surely touch the reader and make them think about the sharp turns that fate sometimes takes in testing a person.
Masha was like a dragonfly: thin, fragile, with big, widely spaced eyes. It seemed that the wind could blow her away. Kostya fell madly in love: her scent made his head spin, with her he forgot about sleep, food, and those simple human matters that filled the lives of everyone around. He could sit next to her, forgetting about work and friends. And Masha reciprocated his feelings.
But soon Kostya realized that his Masha was not like everyone else.
