In the attic of my family home, I found the autobiography of my legal-law Waclaw. Waclaw described a secret underground organization that he founded in Lódz during WWII. No one in the family knows about his mysterious life, his memories conflict with his image emerging from the pages of the book. So I am preparing a monodrama to introduce the unbelievable past of Waclaw's to the family. Unfortunately, everything is complicated by my poor memory and chronic diarrhea.
