“It is foolish to cling to ghosts or spent bones. It is better to forge ahead. It is better to leave what you do not know and make yourself anew. I have slung the ghosts of memories across my back for years and it has done me no good and earned me no victuals.′ I nodded. She was right. Souls have no shackles. They knew no nationality and swore no allegiances. Whoever I was, whoever I could be... that was a choice. And I had made mine.”
