Page 12 of Rehabbing the Beast
Seth felt worse than ever. The burger he’d had earlier wasn’t sitting so well, and he wished he’d had the foresight to skip dinner entirely and buy a bottle of Jack like Danny.
He lifted his hand, prepared to do just that when he dropped it again. What the hell was he thinking? How could he possibly consider doing any such thing when Quinn was out there somewhere? He’d only heard secondhand about what she’d been through, and he’d had that knowledge for all of what, an hour? Quinn had had to live with the horror day in and day out since the day she was born.
Knowing thathehadn’t treated her any better made him sick to his stomach. The horrible things he had said...
Seth settled his tab and walked out into the chill of the evening. The sky was overcast, blocking out the moon and stars, leaving only the sense of a suffocating blanket. He looked up at the sky and took a deep breath, expelling the second-hand smoke from the bar and refilling his lungs.
He didn’t know what he was going to do, but he had to dosomething.
“I’m coming, Quinn.” He whispered the promise on the sudden breeze that whipped around him.
He slid into his truck and punched “Erehwon” into his GPS. It was only then, seeing the display reflected in his window that it hit him: Erehwon was Nowhere spelled backward.
