His backpack was packed and strapped to his back.

After taking one last look at the house he lived in with his mother after his father’s death, Joey turned around and walked away without once glancing back.

Unaware of Joey’s plans, Flora spent her day on the farm, waiting for the son who promised to help but never showed.

Despite his love for his mother, Joey felt constrained by the life laid out for him on the farm. He dreamed of becoming a doctor, a dream he believed unattainable if he stayed.

His attempts to convince Flora to sell the farm and move to the city were futile; her attachment to the land and memories of his late father held her back. Unwilling to abandon his dreams, Joey saw no option but to leave, even if it meant leaving his mother and their life behind.

As he approached the highway, ready to hitchhike to the city, his mother’s plans for dinner and her voice filled his mind.