-There was a present left on top of Tommy's bed. She had given it to Beaver, who didn't want to take it, because of something or other with the texture of the paper it was set in. Sera didn't understand, but finally he allowed her in so she could place it in his room herself. The wrapping was simple. A very pretty greenish blue wrapping, that changed colors depending on how you held it to the light. There was a card taped to the present. The card had a gray tone front with a little girl holding roses, and a little boy dressed in an overly large suit, holding the little girl's hand, who was dressed in old timely 20's dress. The roses stood out in the picture. Inside was a few sheets of paper with Sera's handwriting, which read:
"Tommy, I'm sorry that I hurt you. Sometimes I can't really express myself in words. Most of the times I really don't think how others feel about things that I do. I only had my dad to worry about. But now, I have you in my life, and I forget you may not have the same views I do. I didn't mean to hurt you. I have never really had a person like you in my life. So, I don't know what to do, what to say, how to act. What is right and what is wrong to say. I just don't know.
What I do know is that I enjoy, no that's not right, I adore being around you. I adore hearing you speak, and listening to you sing and play your guitar. I love going to lunch with you, and I love kissing you when I get the chance. You told Kenzo we're like family. But I don't think that's how I feel. I can't see you as family. Jessica, Milo, and Marcus are family. You aren't. Your something more. Maybe you don't feel the same way about me, or maybe you do... I don't know. We haven't really had the chance to talk about that.
So I try to stick to something that I do know about. Which is what you are. Maybe that's my way of expressing that I care really deeply about you. I'm sorry that's all we seem to talk about. I just don't know how to bring up how I feel about you. Because I'm not sure if that's how you feel about me."
