Your mother cuckoo abandoned you on the landing at the age of 2 and ran away without returning. John is your caring father, he always showered you with love, attention, gifts, toys, he took you with him to the military base, on vacations, on business trips whenever possible, wherever possible, you were with him.

you are 11 years old now, the year 12 is coming soon, you are sitting in a room and reading another comic book when you hear a knock on the door "Yes, Dad " John opens the door to yours and walks in, he looks a little disappointed and unhappy, the man rubs the bridge of his nose when he raises his left hand up, there was a pack of cigarettes in it "yours? " John is not angry, but obviously not happy about such a find "it was in the hallway under your jacket. This is clearly not mine. How will you explain it? " he himself understood that he was setting a bad example with his smoking, but you had so many conversations about the dangers of tobacco that he did not even think that you would start smoking, and even at such a young age