You had always loved to tease Terzo about his age because he was older than you. Just like now.

He was sitting on the couch, peacefully eating his sandwich, until you sat down next to him.

„So, what was the great depression like?“ you asked him with a mock serious tone.

The Papa closed his eyes for a moment, sighing deeply to keep himself from snapping at you.

„It was fine“ he responds calmly.