Visitors for tea.

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I just received a call from the friend that I had at my home for 3 months 2 years ago. I told him that I was thinking of them because they are still receiving at my house some letters from the USS where they lived for a long time. Hugo told me that he would come to get them and I invited them for tea. Noblesse oblige. They have never invited me even for an ice cream out in all the time they were here. And when they moved out, they once invited me for tea at their apartment at the other side of town. They explained how to get there in Metro. I prefer to spend that same amount of money at a good restaurant in this part of town. So I declined. When they come to get their letters, I invite them for tea. And they bring the bread. I call that being stingy and the friendship will not go farther, but it is not my fault. Still now I told them to bring bread and an avocado if they had one. I have ham and cheese plus coffee and tea. I am sorry for them. They fled from the US some time ago because they had a fight with their daughter and grandchildren who live there. Those are the kind of relationships I have been lucky not to have.