Blood From a Stone (80 page)

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Authors: Cynthia Lucas

H
e
ca
ll
ed
so
ftl
y
t
o
C
i
sco,

C
o
m
e
on
b
o
y
,
l
e
t’
s
g
o
t
o
m
y
p
l
ace
t
o
n
i
g
h
t
,”
but
C
i
sco
w
asn

t
bud
g
i
ng
fr
om
h
i
s
p
l
ace on
t
he
fl
oor
next
t
o
t
he
cha
ir
.

S
o
m
uch
f
or
h
i
m
l
i
s
t
en
i
ng
t
o
m
e
or
unde
r
s
t
and
i
ng
w
hat
I
ha
v
e
t
o
sa
y
!

H
e
l
au
g
hed
so
ftl
y
S
a
m
son
w
h
i
spe
r
ed,

D
o
y
ou
m
i
nd
t
oo
m
uch 
i
f
he
s
l
eeps
he
r
e
a
g
a
i
n?
H
e
r
ea
ll
y
j
ust
doesn

t
w
ant
t
o
g
et
up and
m
o
v
e.
H
e

s
w
a
r
m and…
w
e
ll
,
w
hy
w
ou
l
d
he
w
ant
t
o
l
ea
v
e
w
hen
he
cou
l
d
s
t
ay
he
r
e
w
it
h
you?
L
uc
k
y da
m
ned
do
g
.”
H
e s
m
il
ed.

W
ill
ow
nodded.

Y
eah, it’s
o
k
a
y
.”
S
he
l
oo
k
ed
o
v
er at h
i
s
so
f
t
b
r
o
w
n
f
u
rr
y
bod
y
, so peace
f
ul
next
t
o
t
he
cha
ir
.

S
he
m
o
v
ed
c
l
oser
t
o
S
a
m
son
and
w
a
l
k
ed
w
it
h
h
i
m
t
o
t
he
doo
r
.
H
e
r
eached
out
and
put
h
i
s
a
r
m
a
r
ound
her
w
a
i
s
t
.
S
he
r
es
t
ed her
head on h
i
s
shou
l
der
as
t
hey
w
a
l
k
ed.

D
a
m
n. 
T
he
r

w
as 
oppo
rt
un
it
y
k
noc
k
i
ng
a
nd   he
fi
g
u
r
ed
w
hat
t
he he
ll
.
H
e
pu
ll
ed
her
t
o
h
i
m and
i
n
one
s
l
o
w
-
m
o
ti
on
i
ns
t
an
t
, h
i
s
li
ps
w
e
r
e
on
he
r
s.
S
he
m
ust
not
ha
v
e
m
i
nded because
a second
l
a
t
e
r
,
her
a
r
m
s
w
ound
a
r
ound
h
i
s
neck as
he
en
v
e
l
oped he
r
.
S
he
w
as
as
so
f
t
and s
w
eet
as
he

d
i
m
a
g
i
ned.

H
e
deepened
t
he
k
i
ss
pu
lli
ng her
c
l
os
e
r
as
h
i
s
hands
tr
aced
t
he
cu
r
v
e
of
her
back and
f
ound
t
he
i
r
w
ay
i
n
t
o
her
ha
ir
.
A
ft
er
t
he
fift
y
y
ea
r
s
of
deep s
l
eep, da
r
k
ness
and
c
o
l
d
t
hat
he

d
j
ust
a
w
a
k
ened
fr
o
m
,
her
body
f
e
l
t
so
w
a
r
m
…so a
li
v
e
next
t
o h
i
s
o
w
n.
I
t
w
as
li
k
e an
e
li
x
i
r
pu
l
s
i
ng
t
h
r
ou
g
h
h
i
s
v
e
i
ns…add
i
c
ti
v
e, sedu
c
ti
v
e….
irr
es
i
s
ti
b
l
e.
A
nd he
cou
l
d
t
e
l
l
t
hat
she
w
an
t
ed
h
i
m e
v
e
r
y
b
i
t
as
m
uch
as
he
w
an
t
ed
he
r
.
D
a
mm
it
!
T
he
r
e
w
as
no
t
h
i
ng
m
o
r
e
t
hat
he
w
an
t
ed
ri
g
ht
now
t
han
t
o
j
ust
s
w
eep
her
up
i
n
h
i
s
a
r
m
s
and
ca
rr
y her
t
o
t
he bed
r
oom and
g
i
v
e
her
a
n
i
g
ht
she
w
ou
l
dn

t
be
f
o
r
g
e
t
ti
ng an
y
ti
m
e
soon.
T
o
t
ear
t
he
c
l
o
t
hes
fr
om
her
s
w
eet
b
o
dy
and
t
as
t
e
e
v
e
r
y
i
nch
of
her
fr
om
head
t
o
f
oot
and
back
up
a
g
a
i
n.
H
i
s
pu
l
se pounded
i
n h
i
s head ha
r
d and
f
ast
as
v
i
s
i
ons of
h
i
s
t
on
g
ue
w
o
r
k
i
ng
it
s
w
ay
do
w
n
t
he
cu
r
v
e
of
her
ti
g
ht
be
ll
y
t
o
t
he
s
w
eet
j
unc
t
u
r
e
of
her
t
h
i
g
hs
and
of
bu
r
y
i
ng h
i
m
se
l
f
i
n
t
he
w
a
r
m
t
h of
her
so
f
t
w
e
t
ness b
l
osso
m
ed
i
n h
i
s
m
i
nd.

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