The chapter opens with Carlos many years later in Chicago freezing in the cold winter. His description of the cold, and the Underworld-like Subway station, and the mucus dripping from his nose makes the reader feel like his life is no longer good without Havana. Everything seemed brighter and happier in Havana, and more gloomy and somber in The States. Carlos says he has come a long way from Cuba, but it seems like there is some irony in that statement, since he seems to be upset about it, instead of joyful.
I also found this chapter very sad. It was sad to learn of the such harsh life Carlos, Tony and Marie Antoinette now had to go through. Carlos had to work all week at night, go to school, and manage to do all his homework. It must have been a very tough life. Tony also worked non-stop. And Marie Antoinette couldn't get a job because she didn't speak english, she was crippled, and she had no working experience. Their lives seemed glum and depressing, and it's so sad to me that one man, Castro, could change a whole family like this forever.
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