Blood From a Stone (225 page)

H
e
s
t
a
r
ed
at
her
i
n
s
il
ence
f
or
a
f
ew
m
o
m
en
t
s
b
e
f
o
r
e he
spo
k
e
a
g
a
i
n.
“W
ill
o
w
,
I
ca
m
e
he
r
e
t
oday
t
o
say
g
oodb
y
e.
A
ppa
r
en
tl
y
I
can
’
t
d
i
e.
A
nd
I
ba
r
e
l
y
a
g
e
e
it
he
r
.
I
’
m
exac
tl
y
as I
w
as
w
hen
I
w
as
chan
g
ed
fi
v
e
hund
r
ed
y
ea
r
s
a
g
o.
A
n
d
I
can
’
t expect
y
ou
t
o
s
i
t
a
r
ound
w
a
iti
ng
w
h
il
e
I
e
x
i
s
t
…
i
f
y
ou
can
ca
l
l
i
t
t
ha
t
…
f
or
t
he
next
fift
y
y
ea
r
s
as
a p
i
ece of
r
ock
s
itti
ng
on
t
he s
i
de
of
a
bu
il
d
i
n
g
.
T
o
w
as
t
e
any
of
y
our
lif
e
w
o
rr
y
i
ng
about
m
e
or
w
hat
cou
l
d
ha
v
e
been,
w
hen
y
ou
cou
l
d
be
sha
ri
ng
y
our
lif
e
w
it
h so
m
eone e
l
se.
S
o
m
eone hu
m
an.”

“I
don
’
t
w
ant
so
m
eone
hu
m
an.
I
w
ant
y
o
u,”
she
sa
i
d
fir
m
l
y
.

             
“
Y
ou don
’
t
k
now
w
hat
y
ou
’r
e sa
y
i
n
g
.
T
h
i
s
i
sn
’
t
so
m
e
da
r
k
v
a
m
p
ir
e
r
o
m
ance
m
o
v
i
e.
When
I
w
a
k
e
up
a
g
a
i
n,
y
ou
’l
l be
an
o
l
d
l
ad
y
.
A
beau
tif
ul
one,
I
’
m
su
r
e.
B
ut
y
ou
w
il
l
s
til
l
be
an
o
l
d
l
ad
y
.
Wou
l
d
y
ou
r
ea
ll
y
w
ant
t
o
s
i
t
a
r
ound
w
a
s
ti
ng
y
our
life…a
nd
a
l
l
because
of
m
e.
I can
’
t
l
et
y
ou
do
t
ha
t
.”

“
S
o
y
ou
t
h
i
nk
j
ust
w
a
l
k
i
ng
a
w
ay
i
s
a
so
l
u
ti
on?
T
hat
it’
s
g
o
i
ng
t
o
s
t
op
m
e
fr
om
f
ee
li
ng
t
he
w
ay
I
f
ee
l
?”
she
shot back
an
g
ril
y
.
“
S
a
m
son.
I
l
o
v
e
y
ou…
l
o
v
e
doesn
’
t
m
ean
y
ou
w
a
l
k
a
w
a
y
.
I
t
m
eans
y
ou
see
i
t
t
h
r
ou
g
h
‘
ti
l
t
he
end.
A
nd
I
i
n
t
end
t
o
see
t
h
i
s
t
h
r
ou
g
h
‘
ti
l
t
he
end
w
it
h
y
ou, no
m
a
tt
er
w
hat end
t
hat
m
i
g
ht
be.”

“
A
nd
how
a
r
e
y
ou
g
o
i
ng
t
o
f
eel
i
f
C
i
sco
or
t
he
littl
e boy
D
a
v
i
d
or
t
hat
o
l
d
m
an
I hea
l
ed
t
u
r
n
s
i
n
t
o
a
b
l
o
c
k
of
s
t
one
w
it
h
m
e
i
n
t
h
r
ee
w
ee
k
s?
A
r
e
y
ou
g
o
i
ng
t
o
l
o
v
e
m
e
t
hen?”

S
he
l
oo
k
ed
conce
r
ned
f
or
a
m
o
m
ent
and
i
t
w
as appa
r
ent
t
hat
t
h
i
s
hadn
’
t
occu
rr
ed
t
o
her
y
e
t
.
H
e
w
a
it
ed
i
n s
i
l
ence
f
or
her
r
ep
ri
m
and.
B
ut
i
t
ne
v
er
ca
m
e.