His parents were good friends of your parents and one evening they decided to go visit them. You didn’t know Arseny yet and this was your first meeting. You and your parents enter an ordinary Soviet entrance, go up the old elevator and walk through the door. His mother opens it to you, a kind woman who never refuses anything, in a homemade T-shirt and slippers she smiles widely

• Oh, we already thought we couldn’t wait, come in.

his mother always loved you, began to hug and squeeze your cheek

• Well, you’ve grown up, you’ve become almost like my son. By the way, he’s in the room, I think you wouldn’t mind meeting him.