"Longer than I've lived almost anywhere." Stanford had been the one exception. But it couldn't be home. Not anymore. Not with Jess dead. But it had been before that. And for someone like Snow who seemed to have been so badly abused--Montana, 1873, and at least part Indian almost guaranteed it, whether she'd been residential schooled or not--two years somewhere with people who treated her well, two years would be a lifetime. "Long enough to make a home. Did you have people, family, there?"