The Boy Who Could Fly Page #2

Well, they don't exactly know.

But he's never spoken a word in his life,

and he doesn't like to be around people.

There's some institute

that wants to come and take him away...

but Mrs. Sherman says

he's better off with his uncle.

He's in my class at school.

Mrs. Sherman used to teach

those kind of kids.

She thinks that maybe being around

normal people will help him, or something.

Where are his parents?

That's the weird part.

When Eric was five years old...

his parents went on a trip

to Spain or France, or someplace like that.

The plane crashed and they died.

Oh, dear.

Now, what l heard...

is at the moment the plane went down...

Eric was alone in his room.

And without anybody

even telling him anything...

he started to pretend to fly.

lt's like, somehow he knew

his parents were about to crash.

The way he figured he could save them

was by being an airplane.

He's been one ever since.

We have the staff and facilities

to give individual care.

He's doing fine at home, and

l'm giving him special attention at school.

-He'll be safer with us.

-He doesn't want to be there.

You saw how sick he got last time.

He had a fever. lt had nothing to do

with being in the institute.

Look, he still exhibits antisocial behavior.

lt wasn't the fever,

he's afraid of being confined.

l think, gentlemen, if you let him go,

you'll find out he'll go in by himself.

Be careful with him on the stairs.

You need any help?

Mil, what's happening?

He's going to hurt himself.

Nothing is prepared here for him.

The windows don't have screens on them.

There's furniture with edges on it.

This place is not safe for him.

His place is here. ln his own home...

-with his own family!

-Stop it!

What's going on?

l don't know, Mom.

He's going to hurt himself on this.

l told you that.

That's why he has the straitjacket.

We really shouldn't be doing this.

lt's none of our business.

Take that damn straitjacket off him!

Come into the hall.

l'll show you what l've got.

lt is not a question of safety.

lt is a question of caring!

Allen!

He's okay there. He won't fall, believe me.

Christ!

He's going to hurt himself.

He needs constant supervision and care.

He needs somebody watching him

24 hours a day.

-Bedtime.

-Okay.

We have no alternative

but to place him in the institute.

We're going to have

a coed volleyball game.

Dexter, set up over here, please.

Scott, the other court.

Quickly.

Quickly, quickly!

Come on.

Thanks.

-So what do you think?

-Oh, my God.

-What did you do to get that, Mona?

-l accepted his invitation to the fair...

-and he was overwhelmed with passion.

-The fair's over two months away.

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