"No." She answers. "Not very often.". Maybe she daydreams sometimes but she isn't very learned and the things she knows the most about are fairy stories. "Someday I'd like to see mountains though. Not just hills. But mountains, with white caps and Edelweiss." A shrug.
That's a pipe dream and she knows it. Girls like her die in the street, in winter. She wonders how long it will take for her body to freeze solid. Sometimes she pictures them moving her and her arm breaking off.
Lou doesn't know Donegal but she's heard that Ireland is green and mossy. That's how she pictures it.