Goddamn, sometimes it hurt to be free.

Loreda didn't want the kind of love that trapped. She wanted to be told she could fly high, be anything and go anywhere.

She couldn't let herself be seduced by the idea of credit. Nothing in this life was free, for migrants most of all.

But you did it. You broke away. D'ya ever think that life must be bigger than what we see here, Els? "I do", she said.I mean ... somewhere people our age are drinking bathtub gin and dancing to jazz music. Women are smoking in public." He sighed. "And here we are.