"Do you think so? I think they'd rather have their son and brother back." He begins to sob again, saying brokenly, "They were ways so worried about me, telling me I needed to get out more, I needed real friends, a girlfriend -- I never even tried to tell them that I liked boys. Why didn't I at least try? They loved me, they were good people, there was no reason to think they'd hate me just because I'm g-gaaaaay..." He trails off into a wordless wail, completely beside himself.