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The Scene:  Interior of suburban family home. A mother, exhausted from just another regular day, collapses on the couch in her living room. She has just completed her responsibilities for the evening, taken a shower, and dried her hair. Alone, looking forward to some time to herself, she takes a deep breath and picks up a book that she hadn’t been able to get back to for several days. A minute later, one of her teenage sons opens the door of his room and walks down the hallway. He stands at the entrance of the living room, waiting for his mother’s attention. She turns her head to look at him, thinking that he’s going to announce some historical or scientific fact that he has just discovered. Or that he’s going to remind her once again about the Goonies 25th Anniversary Event that he wants to attend the following month, in a city four hundred miles away. Or that he’s going to announce that he has to go to the bathroom.  His tone is serious as he begins talking.

Teen son:  My path is not out here [gestures to indicate the area in front of him], but in here [lays his fist over his chest and pauses before continuing.] Even if I find answers at that school in L.A., I will still have questions.