“Did you tell freedom hello for me?”

“Tell freedom I said hello.”

“Tell freedom I said hello.''If I happen to see it, I will.”

“You've been captive for so long that you don't even realize you want freedom anymore.”

“So how long do you think it’ll be?” he says. “Before the next hurricane comes along to take you home.”“Can I tell you my biggest fear?” I say.“Yes. Tell me.”“That it will be a very windless four years.”

“I rip my handout of hers, and I want to back away. I want to get as far from her as I can, but for some reason I can't move from this spot."What else did you tell him?”

“I lost everyone I loved," I tell him. I wait for him to look at me, and then I add, "The day I met you.”