"But I have to live here. I have nowhere to go. I don't know if the fighting has stopped [back home]. I live here, in misery. I can't explain how hard my life is." She looks down at the sleeping baby in her arms. "I don't even have socks to put on the baby."
Their stories sound the same, with small variations, punctured by half sentences, and words such as fear, "had to flee," "on the road for four days," "could not take anything with us," "husband left behind," "life turned upside down."