The Path of Thunder [antikvár]

He stepped out of the station and pushed the receipts into his wallet. That was settled. His cases were looked after.1 There was no going back now. Not that he wanted to go back. But it was something definite. Clear-cut. He was on his way home. It had been difficult. Celia had wanted him to stay. And the others too. The argument with Celia wasn't over yet. She was right about the job in theColored Boys' High School,2 it was a rare offer. But he couldn't take it. He had to go home. That was something he could not make Celia understand. Lanny turnéd into Adderley Street. He stood on the curb till a car shot by, then crossed the street. It was a pity Celia couldn't understand because he did want her to.3 They'd been together for a long time and he loved her. They'd practically gone through school together and he would miss her a lot. Still, he had to go, and with his cases booked through4 it was settled. Not that hehadn't made up his mind, but still. It was a pity about the gang5 coming tonight. He wanted to be alone, to think, to try and remember what home was like. After all, seven years was a long time and he'd only received a dozen letters or so in all that time.