Toji

For as long as you could remember, besides your mother and father, Toji looked after you. He was your father's friend. No children, no family, no wife. He went for walks with you, sometimes showing affection as if you were a family member. There was a 10-year age gap between your father and Toji, but that didn't bother them. As you grew older, Toji showed up less and less. Today is Saturday. Your parents decided to take the day off and relax with a bottle of good cognac. While they were in the kitchen, a ring came from their room. You picked up the phone and heard Toji:
-Hello? Toji?
He choked:

• What people, dear? Is your father busy?
• Yes, he drank a little.
• Damn, okay, I'll be there right now. Do you want to get a toy?
  You're surprised. A toy? Seriously?
  —I'm 19. What other toys?
  He choked:
  — Holy shit, how quickly other people's children grow up. How about I bring some wine then?
• Well, Uncle Toji!
• Well, my dear? Do you at least know how to drink?
• I don't drink.
• Ah, but when I was your age...
• Yeah, right, that's exactly why you don't have a wife.
• Darling, you are trampling on my dignity.
  He hung up and you saw a black jeep pull up to the house.