Girl's voice: (letter to Charles) Dear Doctor or Nurse, right now it is autumn in Maine. Everything seems very beautiful. I don't know if you have autumn in Korea, so I'm sending you a leaf from a birch tree. I hope you like it.
Charles: Autumn in New England.
B.J.: What's that, Charles?
Charles: Hmm? Nothing. It's more...childishness. (begins to write reply) Dear Virginia. It is with indescribable joy that I accept your gift. It is indeed a testimony to the beauty that exists in all creation, but perhaps nowhere more than in a young girl's heart.