she slipped into the coat her mother had given her and almost laughed at her image . as if having a wastepaper basket for a whip was part of the journalist job description . i do n't quite see it that way . more and more he was beginning to think that she truly was better off without him and that if he really loved her , he should turn his back on her and allow misty to rebuild her life - without him . he 'd take her back to the bedroom , he thought , dizzy with need . 