[ WP ] A person leaves everything behind to start a new life . Takes nothing but their wallet and car . What led up to this moment ? What happens after ?

[ Gretchen, young adult in jeans and tshirt, packing her remaining belongings ] `` I'm not going to stay, MOTHER, if I ca n't live in your fucking house.'' 
 
 `` Well, you sure as shit are NOT. I'm not going to pay for my degenerate daughter.'' 
 
 `` What?'' 
 
 `` Now, get going before it gets dark.'' [ Mother hugs Gretchen ] Do n't forget your dope.'' 
 
 `` I'm not going to forget my dope, MOM.... You still got my bowls, too?'' 
 
 Name's Gretchen, not my real name. Just got out of jail for dealing a little dope and Mom is just BEING a fucking dope. Like I told her, I did a LOT of thinking and soul searching while locked up. I feel like I really found myself, you know? ( because what the fuck else was I going to do? ) So now I'm 21 and some change, got my business degree ( just an associates, but whatever ), moving away after several months in jail ( no big deal ); it just makes sense I'd have a business plan. I mean, I used to sell shit in school all the time, got into dealing organic dope that way. Made extra cash driving a cab and delivering in college. So, I'm basically just packing my bags and heading north for my next business venture. 
 
 `` Hey, where do you buy those helping hamburger things?'' 
 
 `` Any supermarket, dear. Goodbye.'' 
 
 Gretchen's Mom: `` She was constantly mooching and getting into trouble at school, so I kicked her out after she graduated. She got into Ivy Tech and got enough student aid to pay for it all on her own. She's really quite book smart, I'll tell you that right away. Just not so much in the common sense department.'' 
 
 [ Mom replaces several frozen items in Gretchen's bag. ] 
 
 `` And she ca n't seem to keep any boyfriends because she puts the crazy on them, what with this'Gretchen' shit. Yeah, that's all because of some boy.'' 
 
 What's my plan? Well, I'm not going to divulge in any details, you know one should never give away their secrets. But for now I'm just heading into Canada to see how far I can get before my gas runs out. Got my passport here and my binder of shit. Miss Kitty making the journey with me. Box of goodies over there, if you understand what I am implying. Gon na jump in the Tracker and find my new life. I'll see you guys on the other side, alright? 
 
 [ Gretchen drives her Geo Tracker across the border into Canada. Dirt and desolation give way to beautiful roads all the way to Nova Scotia. The Tracker starts to die and Gretchen coasts until it comes to a stop in front of a sign that reads `` Sunnyvale.'' ]
