Verite li vy, chto sudby lyudey, ne prosto neznakomyh— razdelennyh tselyh vekom, mogut pereplestis? I ne tolko pereplestis — otrazitsya drug v druge, slovno v zerkale? 1918-y. Golodnyy, razorennyy Petrograd. Olga i Savva — molodaya para, oni videli smert, znayut tsenu zhizni. Savva serezen ne po godam, bez pamyati vlyublen v svoyu Olenku, trogatelnuyu i nezhnuyu, i uveren, chto vperedi dolgaya, schastlivaya zhizn. Nado lish perezhit trudnye vremena. Nashi dni, Sankt-Peterburg. Savva—korennoy peterburzhets, strastnyy kollektsioner. Karera, interesnye znakomstva, koloritnye zhenschiny — vse eto v proshlom. Segodnya ostalis tolko lyubimoe delo i vospominaniya. Olya, po prozvischu Olenenok, uzhe ne yuna, no zhit po suti esche ne nachinala: totalnyy kontrol so storony mamy, otsutstvie lichnoy zhizni, taynaya strast k muzhchine, kotoryy ob etom i ne podozrevaet. Oni vstretyatsya, kogda odnim zharkim letnim dnem Olenenok okazhetsya zapertoy v gluhom piterskom dome-kolodtse, zastryav mezhdu zhiznyu i smertyu. I vot togda-to Savva nakonets uznaet mrachnuyu taynu svoego pradedushki, poymet, pochemu emu dali takoe redkoe imya, i esche poymet, chto sudba inogda podkidyvaet syuzhety, kotoryh ne naydesh v samyh interesnyh knigah i filmah