Who would come to a place like this for safety? Mona couldn't help but think. But even as she did there came a line, unbidden, from a poem about refugees she couldn't remember most of: No one puts their children in a boat unless the water is safer than the land.
What were you running from that a murderous circus of monsters was better for your child? Mona didn't know. She could formulate ideas, but that would be only guesses, all of them horrible in different ways and all probably wrong.
"So you grew up here completely?" Mona asked, amazed by this idea. "This is all crazy new to me, but you've never known anything different."