" Scatter?” Tate said. “Why? We stay here. Why go anywhere else?”
“Because we’ll never know how great this place is until we leave it,” Narnie said.
“I miss it more every time I go,” Jude said.
“And you’re not even from here,” Fitz said.
Jude stared at him. “What?” he asked angrily. “Do you have to be born here? Or do your parents have to be buried here? Or do you have to be related?”
(...)
“Naw. You just have to belong. Long to be.”
“By blood?”
“By love,” Narnie said, not looking up. "

― Melina Marchetta , On the Jellicoe Road