Blood From a Stone (255 page)

W
ill
ow
m
o
v
ed
i
n
c
l
oser
t
o
h
i
m
,
r
es
ti
ng
her
head
on h
i
s
shou
l
der
and
hu
gg
i
ng h
i
s
body c
l
ose
t
o
h
i
s
and
t
hey s
t
ood
t
he
r
e
t
o
g
e
t
her
f
or
so
m
e
ti
m
e
i
n s
il
ence.

F
i
na
ll
y
he
c
l
ea
r
ed
h
i
s
t
h
r
oa
t
.
“I
g
uess
w
e
’
d
be
tt
er
g
o
g
et
pac
k
ed up.
O
ur
fli
g
ht
l
ea
v
es
a
r
ound d
i
nner
ti
m
e
.”

S
he
nodded
as
she
t
u
r
ned
t
o
h
i
m
.
“
T
ha
n
k
y
ou,’
she sa
i
d
g
en
tl
y
.
“
T
hank
y
ou
f
or
b
ri
n
g
i
ng
m
e
he
r
e
and
s
h
a
r
i
ng
t
h
i
s p
l
ace
w
it
h
m
e,
and
f
or
g
i
v
i
ng
m
e
t
he
best
t
en
da
y
s
I
’
v
e
e
v
er
k
no
w
n
i
n a
l
l
of
m
y
lif
e.”

“
Y
ou
’r
e
w
e
l
co
m
e.
I
on
l
y
w
i
sh
t
hat
I
c
o
u
l
d
p
r
o
m
i
se
y
ou
m
o
r
e.
T
h
i
s
ti
m
e
w
e
’
v
e
had….I
w
il
l
ho
l
d
on
t
o
fo
r
as
l
ong as
I
ex
i
s
t
….no
m
a
tt
er
how
l
ong
t
hat
m
ay
be.”

“We
’
v
e
spent
a
l
l
w
eek
j
ust
en
j
o
y
i
ng o
u
r
ti
m
e
and
not
w
o
rr
y
i
ng  about
t
h
i
s
cu
r
se.
B
ut
w
hen
w
e 
g
et
ho
m
e, 
w
e’r
e
g
o
i
ng
t
o
fi
nd
a
w
a
y
.
T
he
r
e
has
t
o
be
so
m
e
t
h
i
ng
w
e
c
an
do.”
she sa
i
d
fir
m
l
y
.

“I
can on
l
y
hope
y
ou
’r
e
ri
g
h
t
,
m
y
l
ad
y
.”
H
e
k
i
ssed her
so
ftl
y
and
t
hen he
l
ped her
back
i
n
t
o
t
he ca
r
.

T
w
en
t
y
-
f
our
hou
r
s
l
a
t
er
t
he
i
r
p
l
ane
l
anded
back
i
n
t
he s
t
a
t
es
and
t
hey 
w
e
r
e
a
l
l
t
oo
happy 
t
o
r
e
t
u
r
n
t
o 
t
he
co
z
y
w
a
r
m
t
h
of
W
ill
o
w
’
s
house,
w
he
r
e
C
i
sco
ca
m
e
boun
d
i
ng out and nea
rl
y
k
noc
k
ed
t
hem
o
v
er
w
it
h
j
oy
at
t
he
i
r
a
rr
i
v
a
l
.

“I 
m
i
ssed
y
ou
g
u
y
s
!
”
sa
i
d
S
asha
as
she  hu
gg
ed W
ill
ow
and
t
hen
S
a
m
son.
“
A
nd…he
’
s
been
a
g
ood
boy
al
l
w
ee
k
,
but
I
cou
l
d
t
e
l
l
he
m
i
ssed
y
ou,”
she
added
r
eac
h
i
ng do
w
n
t
o pat
C
i
sco
’
s so
f
t
g
o
l
den head, once he
’
d ca
l
m
ed do
w
n enou
g
h
t
o s
i
t
s
til
l
f
or
a
m
o
m
en
t
.

“
D
o
y
ou
w
ant
t
o
hang
out
f
or
a
w
h
il
e
so
I
can
show
y
ou so
m
e of
t
he p
i
c
t
u
r
es?” sa
i
d W
ill
o
w
.

“
O
h,
t
w
i
st
m
y  a
r
m
,”
l
au
g
hed
S
asha.
“
O
F
cou
r
se
I

w
ant
t
o
see
t
he
p
i
cs
and
hear
a
l
l
about
it
.
B
ut
a
r
e
y
ou
su
r
e
y
ou
’r
e not
t
oo
tir
ed. My
G
od,
t
hat
w
as
a
l
ong
fli
g
ht
b
ac
k
.”