Nathan sat at the metaphorical crossroad of his life, listing off all the voices in his head.
He knew his mother would disapprove of option 1.
He knew his dad would advise caution.
He knew the exact joke his best friend would make and he knew the story his sister would retell.
It seems that Nathan was an expert in everyone else’s voices except his own.
Which was very unhelpful at this fork in the road.
