i'm ready.
i don't want to go. melanie hastily dresses her son.
yes.
mom?
i'm not thirteen. it's against the law to leave me alone in a car until i'm thirteen.
i want coke.
no, pepsi. no, seven-up. maybe root beer.
so many choices. a glance to her watch.
i want sobe.
i don't want coke. i want sobe.
sobe sucks. i want coke.
what's wrong mommy?
why are you crying? did i do something wrong?
tell me a story?
what ya doing?
i know what you could do.
you could stay home with me.
sixty-five cents.
a week.
if it keeps my mommy home with me.
mommy?
when are we going to have a normal life.
i mean when are we going to be like other people? she pulls a flyer from the printer. cu. on flyer: baby
i'm zach.
you're old.
how old?
you're too old for my mom.
my mom tells great stories.
that's okay, i don't have a dad.