[DOOR SQUEAKS]

[FOOTSTEPS ECHOING]

[PHONE RINGING]

[GIGGLING]

[PIANO PLAYS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[FLUTE PLAYS]

[FOOTSTEPS ECHOING]

[CARS HONKING]

BOY: I worry maybe people aren't gonna like me when I go to a party.

Isn't that crazy?

Do you ever get kind of a sick feeling in your stomach when you dread things?

I wouldn't wanna miss a party, but every time I go to one...

...I keep feeling like the whole world's against me.

See, I've spent my whole life in military academies.

My mother doesn't have a place for me where she lives...

...and she doesn't know what else to do with me.

You mustn't misunderstand about my mother. She's really a lovely person.

I guess every boy thinks his mother is beautiful, but my mother really is.

She tells me in every letter how sorry she is that we're not together more...