I think this is something that is naturally built in in people, a need for attention and a need to be special and we are always trying to find a balance.
There is something about Midwest in general, that has kind of an underdog quality.
After a while, the fear became a habit, too.
What made something precious? Losing it and finding it.
Being asked, "Where are you REALLY from?" It makes one feel OTHERED.
They never discussed it, but both came to understand it as a promise: he would always make sure there was a place for her. She would always be able to say, Someone is coming. I am not alone.