'Men can always rely on their bodies' and 'women are always the romantics' ... after reading this book you may not believe these statements, if you ever did.
Now she rides in a big Merc with its plethora of safety features. And she has Miles by her side too, with his plethora of safety features: the ABS of his unassailable equanimity, the driver's airbag of his fat salary (+ bonuses), the crumple zones of his happy family life, the side impact bars of his ... well, whatever. I guess he makes her feel safe. And compared to him, what do I have to offer? Obsession, jealousy, arguments, insecurity - and quite definitely no V12 Merc.