My brother and I have a 2 year difference. As a child, they were constantly fighting and sharing everything.

My parents left, I am 8 years old, he is 10. We made a caramel from sugar. They poured a kilo of sugar into the pot, melted it to a liquid state, and then the brother drops his finger into it in order to try. He begins to cry wildly because of the burn. But I’m not a bad guy, I push him up with words—why are you the first? I put my finger there...