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For the longest time, Lane had no idea what her life was supposed to be, who she was supposed to be.
Mama told her she must be a good Christian girl, a hard worker, and one day, a suitable wife and strict mother.
Lorelai told her she could be anything she wanted to be, and Rory agreed.
Music told Lane she was born to run, to be free, to be wild, even when she wasn’t quite sure she believed it.
Then one day, Lane took the drumsticks in her hands and she knew, without question, she was born to rock.