Read Blood From a Stone Online
Authors: Cynthia Lucas
H
e
fli
pped
t
h
r
ou
g
h a
f
ew
m
o
r
e pa
g
es
t
o
t
he c
l
ass
i
fi
eds and
f
ound
t
h
r
ee
ads
f
or
apa
rt
m
en
t
s
f
or
r
ent
t
hat
s
e
e
m
ed
t
o be
g
ood
p
r
ospec
t
s.
A
nd
f
or
j
ust
a
sp
li
t
second,
he
co
ul
dn
’
t
he
l
p but
w
onder
how
c
l
ose
t
hey
w
e
r
e
t
o
S
t
.
L
u
k
e
’
s
or
her
house.
H
e
s
t
ood
up
and
w
i
ped
h
i
s
m
ou
t
h
and
t
h
r
ew do
w
n
h
i
s nap
k
i
n
i
n
d
i
s
g
us
t
.
T
h
i
s
sh
i
t
had
t
o
s
t
op.
H
e
w
as
g
o
i
ng out
t
on
i
g
ht, alright…to
a
d
i
ve bar
.
I
t
w
as
ti
m
e
f
or
so
m
e
h
i
g
h
lif
e
w
it
h
t
he
l
o
w
lif
es.
B
oo
z
e, s
l
u
t
s,
l
oud
m
us
i
c, and
w
ha
t
e
v
er
e
l
se he cou
l
d
fi
nd
f
or
en
t
e
rt
a
i
n
m
en
t
.
T
he
r
e
had
t
o
be
so
m
ep
l
ace
l
i
k
e
t
hat a
r
ound
t
o
w
n.
N
o
W
ill
o
w
.
N
o
he
r
o
i
cs.
N
o
any
t
h
i
ng
but
a
g
ood
ti
m
e.
B
ecause
ti
m
e
w
as
p
r
ec
i
ous
and
i
t
w
as
i
n
deed
runn
i
ng out
f
or
h
i
m b
ri
n
g
i
ng
h
i
m c
l
oser
t
o
t
hat
b
itt
er
m
o
m
e
nt
once a
g
a
i
n,
w
hen
he
w
ou
l
d
t
u
r
n
t
o
a
s
l
ab
of
co
l
d
g
r
an
it
e
w
h
il
e
h
i
s
m
i
nd
s
t
a
y
ed
at
l
east
pa
rti
a
ll
y
a
w
a
k
e
w
a
t
ch
i
ng
i
n
a
g
ony
f
or
w
ee
k
s
un
ti
l
i
t
fi
na
ll
y
shut
back
do
w
n
t
oo.
H
e
pa
i
d
h
i
s
b
ill
,
l
e
f
t
a
ti
p
on
t
he
t
a
b
l
e
and
f
o
l
ded
t
he paper
under
h
i
s
a
r
m
as
he
w
a
l
k
ed
t
o
w
a
r
d
t
he doo
r
.
H
i
s
fir
st
s
t
op
w
ou
l
d
be
t
o
one
of
t
he e
l
ec
tr
on
i
cs s
t
o
r
es he
’
d
passed
a
l
ong h
i
s
r
ou
t
e
l
ast
n
i
g
ht
t
o
p
i
ck up
a ce
l
l
phone.
H
e
cou
l
d
de
fi
n
it
e
l
y use
one
of
t
he
de
v
i
ces,
s
i
nce
t
he
r
e
see
m
ed
t
o
be
ha
r
d
l
y
any phone
boo
t
hs
an
y
w
he
r
e
t
o be
f
ound,
and
i
n
s
t
ead
e
v
e
r
y
one
he
l
d
one,
as
i
f
g
l
ued
t
o
t
he
i
r
ea
r
s
or
t
y
p
i
ng on
t
he
m
.
A
nd
l
east
t
hat
w
ay
i
f
he
needed
t
o
g
r
ab
a
cab,
or happened
t
o
g
et
t
he
nu
m
ber
of
a
pa
rt
y
g
irl
,
he
cou
l
d
ca
l
l
her
l
a
t
er
w
it
hout
hass
l
e.
O
r
ca
l
l
W
ill
ow
h
i
s
m
i
nd
w
h
i
s
pe
r
ed.
S
a
m
son
pushed
open
t
he
door
of
C
h
i
co
’
s
and headed back out
i
n
t
o
t
he
c
ri
sp
a
ir
.
F
or
j
ust
a
sp
li
t
seco
n
d
he
f
e
l
t
t
he s
tr
an
g
e
sensa
ti
on
a
g
a
i
n.
Very similar to the
one he
’
d
f
e
l
t
w
h
e
n
t
he dog b
i
t
h
i
m
….
li
k
e
so
m
e
so
r
t
of
e
l
ec
tri
c
it
y
fl
o
w
i
ng
i
n
hi
s
v
e
i
ns.
A
nd a ch
ill
.
Not the kind you feel from cold air either. It so
rt of felt like a mild
current that radia
t
ed down into his bones.