I and my brother had a childhood friend, our and his parents communicated very well, we often visited them, and they came to us, so we can say that we communicated with families. Igor was very often visiting us, and my brother and I were always very pleased with this. After all, it meant that we would go for a walk, and he would buy all kinds of tastes: gummies, chocolates, chips and more. He naturally hosted us, and always did this free of charge, from the kindness of the soul, never was proud of this and did not feel, say, you owe me. And then it turned out that he was pulling money from our parents’ pockets and feeding us on them.