Writing: 4 stars. Beautiful. This is a quote from the first pages: "You take the words, she thought; by themselves, individually, they are almost meaningless. You take them one by one and you build not only a description, a vision, but also a memory, where you are present, and he is present, too, though neither of you is described by those words. What sort of magic was this?"
Plot: 2 stars. At some point it became boring, and only the great writing saved it. And the ending was weak. It felt rushed, and it made me think the author didn't dare to completely make up a story.
A good thing: It made me want to read and reread Chekhov, so I got a few books of his plays and short stories.