"She was born here and her mother, too. They are citizens," said Isabel […] "Her father came from Sonora during the revolution. They have never even been to Mexico." (8.44)
Esperanza looked out the window. Thousands of acres of tilled soil were becoming food for la tormenta and the sky was turning into a brown swirling fog. (9.43)
"Are we going to starve?" asked Isabel.
"No, mija," said Josefina. "How could anyone starve here with so much food around us?" (12.26-27)