“Everybody knows when you sleep with too many people, you give away too much of yerself and you fall apart. his brain ain’t right because he’s got too many women in there and not enough of him to keep himself together.” “That don’t make no sense”, she said. “Why don’t faithful folk go mad then? Wouldn’t they be giving themselves too?” “They give themselves to the same person though, so themselves would already be there. They’re just changing it back and forth and coming home to it every night.” “What are they giving?” she asked, her voice more filled with curiosity than disbelief. Derk took another drag, his face tranquil and looking rather pleased with himself. “Their humours, their peronality, themselves. Why d’yah think children look and act like their parents?"