a moment when we moved into a rented apartment. closer to her new school, my dad came to stay with fikoaway, mom, don’t leave, well, well , don’t refuse, please, i can see she’s just hysterical, and accordingly, everything breaks down inside me, too, because how can i explain it to a child. very well, i remember how upset she was, in general, now, and it so happened that she - dad helps us, i say, oh, dad helps us, i say, let’s go, daughter, i say , dad doesn’t help us, it’s me who helps dad, because this, that, that, that, because he is in prison, since her, she immediately switched, so from this place she speaks in more detail, and it happened, his daughter was set up very badly, and they communicate, he has the opportunity to call, they communicate, i don’t interfere this communication, and i also communicate with him, sometimes we can even laugh at some things, it’s just, well, this is the father of my child, so what i have nothing left to share with him? of course, he divided my life into before and after, but not killing us makes us stronger, i told the point everything that he ne