Paul yawned as his mother fussed over him, on the way to the platform " Alright Paul, are you sure you packed everything?" she asked her son. Paul sighed "Mom...you packed everything... you would know..." he muttered. last night His mother had packed, unpacked, and repacked again everything her son would need. His mother frowned "Oh yes of course dear..." she said softly as they arrived at the platform. "I want you to know your father and I are so very proud of you." she said as she turned her son and hugged " your father and I are so proud of you sweetie." she said. smiling. Paul sighed. His mother often showered him with affection like that in public, it always bothered him. "Ma... lets load up the stuff..." Paul said after giving his mother a hug.