the runaway

"Mom, I've had it. I'm running away. Dang, this thing is heavy!"

"Well jeez Pita, in my day we tied a handkerchief on a stick. Here you are with an entire backpack."

"Yep, well let me just make sure everything's here and I'll be off."

"You know, Pita, you've only been walking for a few months. I'm not sure you could get very far, especially with luggage that's bigger than you are."

"Shoot, you're right! Again."

"I'll need a little alone time to regroup now, Mom. Do you still have one of those hankies?"

"Oh, Monkey."