Read Blood From a Stone Online
Authors: Cynthia Lucas
“I
don
’
t
t
h
i
nk
an
y
t
h
i
ng
i
s
g
o
i
ng
t
o
happen.
I
j
ust ha
v
e…
t
h
i
s
f
ee
li
n
g
.
I
can
‘
t
exp
l
a
i
n
it
.
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I
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t
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o be
fi
ne.
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on
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t
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doc
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t
?
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on
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v
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t
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w
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be
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lri
g
ht
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n
t
he
end?”
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d
r
ew
i
n
a
deep
b
r
ea
t
h.
“
A
nd
w
e
r
en
‘
t
y
ou
t
he one
w
ho
sa
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d
t
he
o
t
her
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g
ht
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itti
ng
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g
ht
t
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r
e
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v
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oom
t
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y
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so
m
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ti
m
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w
i
shed
t
hat
G
od
or
an
an
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el or so
m
eone
cou
l
d
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m
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and
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a
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a
m
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c
w
and and
t
a
k
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w
ay
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n? We
ll, I did that…didn’t
I
?”
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he
c
l
osed
her
e
y
es
and
t
u
r
ned
fr
om h
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m
,
not
w
an
t
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ng
t
o ad
m
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t
t
hat
he
w
as
ri
g
h
t
.
“W
ill
o
w
.
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o
one
can
k
now
t
he
f
u
t
u
r
e.
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o
one
can p
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ed
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ct
e
v
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y
t
h
i
n
g
…and
I
’
m not
assu
m
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ng
t
o
be
a
G
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d
.
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ut
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f
t
he
r
e
w
as
a
chance
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l
d
heal
t
hat
k
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d
or
t
hat
o
l
d
m
an.
I had
t
o
t
a
k
e
it
.
P
l
ease unde
r
s
t
and.”
S
he
t
u
r
ned
t
o
h
i
m
,
s
w
a
ll
o
w
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ng back
t
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t
ea
r
s
t
hat
w
e
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e
about
t
o
sp
il
l
fr
om
her
l
ashes.
“
I
’
m
tr
y
i
n
g
.
B
u
t,
I
j
ust can
’
t
ri
g
ht
no
w
.
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t
l
east
t
he
t
h
i
n
g
s
w
e
do…
t
he
m
ed
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ca
ti
on,
t
he
p
r
o
t
oco
l
s…
t
he
y
’
v
e
a
l
l been
t
es
t
ed ex
t
ens
i
v
e
l
y
and
w
e ha
v
e s
t
a
ti
s
ti
cs.”
S
he
s
t
a
r
ed
at
h
i
m
w
i
sh
i
ng
she
cou
l
d
j
u
st
l
et
g
o
of
a
l
l her
m
ed
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cal
tr
a
i
n
i
ng
and
e
t
h
i
cs
on
t
he
sub
j
ec
t
.
S
he
w
an
t
ed
t
o so
bad
l
y
,
but
how
cou
l
d
she?
H
er
en
tir
e
j
ob
r
e
li
ed
on
sa
f
e
t
y and
f
o
ll
o
w
i
ng s
t
anda
r
d p
r
ocedu
r
es.
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w
i
sh
I cou
l
d
j
ust d
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s
m
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ss
e
v
e
r
y
t
h
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ng
t
hat
i
s
i
n
g
r
a
i
ned
i
n
m
e
w
o
r
k
i
ng
i
n
m
y
fi
e
l
d.
B
ut
w
e
deal
w
it
h
sa
v
i
ng
li
v
es
by
f
o
ll
o
w
i
ng
e
xact
r
u
l
es and
p
r
ocedu
r
es
e
v
e
r
y da
y
.
A
nd
peop
l
e
’
s…ch
il
d
r
en
’
s
l
i
v
es d
e
pend
on
us
not
sc
r
e
w
i
ng
up.
H
ow
can
I
m
a
k
e
excep
t
i
ons
f
or
y
ou
t
hat
I
w
ou
l
dn
’
t
a
ll
ow
m
y
se
lf
,
m
y
co
-
w
o
r
k
e
r
s,
or
an
y
one
f
or
t
hat
m
a
tt
e
r
.”
S
he s
i
g
hed dee
p
l
y
. “
I
…ha
v
e
t
o
g
o.”