I don't hate it here,' she said automatically. Surprising herself, she realized that as much as she'd been trying to convince herself otherwise, she was telling the truth. 'It's just that I don't belong here.' He gave her a meloncholy smile. 'If it's any consolation, when I was growing up, I didn't feel like I belonged here, either. I dreamed about going to New York. But it's strange, because when I finally escaped this place, I ended up missing it more than I thought I would. There's something about the ocean that jus