"You can," Caleb White nodded, "but be extremely careful. It's best to have someone looking after you."
"Can I take a long trip?"
"Where to?"
"Rockwellburg."
"It's best if you don't. Are you sure you can even take public transportation in your condition?"
"I'll hire a private car."
"Then suit yourself."
'Hiring a private car from Jansburg to Rockwellburg would take fifteen or sixteen hours. And with injuries this bad? What was he, crazy?'
Keith Coleman had to go back.
He didn't know what had come over him.
He had a fixation. After the beating, that fixation only grew stronger.
He'd only just realized that since returning to the country, he hadn't had physical contact with any woman. He didn't even have the desire anymore.
For the first time, he understood the true meaning of quality over quantity.
Before he met Rose Shaw, anyone would do.
But after he met Rose Shaw, he saw a shadow of her in everyone else.
