Read Blood From a Stone Online
Authors: Cynthia Lucas
“I
d
i
dn
’
t
d
ri
v
e.
I
t
ook
a
cab
he
r
e,
so
w
ou
l
d
i
t
be
o
k
ay
i
f
I
sha
r
ed
y
ou
r
s?”
N
o
w
,
w
he
r
e
exac
tl
y he
w
ou
l
d
g
o
a
ft
er
d
r
opp
i
ng
t
h
e
se
t
w
o
o
ff
,
he
w
asn
’
t
su
r
e.
H
e
k
new
t
hey
w
e
r
en
’
t
up
f
o
r
any
of
t
he
l
e
w
d
f
an
t
as
i
es
he
had
i
n
m
i
nd.
H
e
supposed
he
cou
l
d
fi
nd a
ho
t
el
so
m
e
w
he
r
e
or
g
o
back and
d
i
g up
so
m
e
m
o
r
e
of
h
i
s
m
oney
fr
om
t
he
g
r
a
v
e
y
a
r
d
and
j
ust
hang out
ti
l
m
o
r
n
i
n
g
, s
i
nce he
d
i
d
not
r
equ
ir
e
s
l
eep.
Y
eah,
he
w
ou
l
d
f
eel
e
v
e
r
y
m
i
se
r
ab
l
e
m
i
nu
t
e
of
t
he
co
l
d, but
i
t
w
ou
l
dn
’
t
k
il
l
h
i
m
…
t
hat
w
as a ce
r
t
a
i
n
t
y
.
I
t
w
as h
i
s
fir
st
n
i
g
ht
bac
k
among the living
, and he
’
d a
l
m
ost
f
o
r
g
o
t
t
en about
t
hat
add
iti
onal
littl
e
g
if
t
t
hat
w
as
pa
r
t
of
h
i
s cu
r
se.
H
e
r
equ
ir
ed
littl
e
or
no s
l
eep, s
i
nce
t
hat
w
as
a
l
l
he d
i
d
f
or
decades
i
n
be
t
w
een
Aw
a
k
en
i
n
g
s.
Y
es,
he
cou
l
d
en
j
oy a
l
l
t
he
f
ood,
sex, boo
z
e,
and
sensa
ti
ons
t
hat
t
he
w
o
rl
d
had
t
o o
ff
er
f
or
about
a
m
on
t
h,
but
ne
v
er
a
g
ood n
i
g
h
t’
s
r
es
tf
ul
s
l
eep
fille
d
w
it
h s
w
eet
d
r
ea
m
s
of
co
l
o
r
,
beau
t
y
and
t
o
k
now
t
he
f
ee
l
i
ng of
w
a
k
i
ng
fr
om
such
b
li
ss.
T
he
s
i
m
p
l
e
co
m
f
o
r
t
of
k
no
w
i
ng
t
hat
j
ust
because
y
ou
w
ent
t
o
s
l
eep,
i
t
d
i
dn
’
t
m
ean
be
i
ng co
l
d
and dead as
a
r
ock
f
or
fift
y
y
ea
r
s!
A
nd
t
hen
t
he
r
e
w
e
r
e
so
m
e
o
t
her
t
h
i
n
g
s
t
hat
w
e
r
e
o
ff
-
li
m
it
s
t
oo…
li
k
e
f
a
lli
ng
i
n
l
o
v
e. What
g
ood
w
ou
l
d
th
at
do
w
hen
he
’
d
do
no
t
h
i
ng but
l
ea
v
e
beh
i
nd
y
et
ano
t
her d
i
sappo
i
n
t
ed
f
e
m
a
l
e
p
i
n
i
ng a
w
ay
w
it
h
a
b
r
o
k
en
hea
r
t
.
Wasn
’
t
t
hat
w
hat
had
g
o
tt
en
h
i
m
i
n
t
o
t
h
i
s
m
ess
i
n
t
he
firs
t
p
l
ace?
L
uc
k
y
f
or
h
i
m
,
l
o
v
e
w
as
not
and had not
e
v
er
been
o
n h
i
s
‘t
o do’
li
s
t
,
a
lt
hou
g
h
t
h
r
ou
g
hout
t
hese
se
v
e
r
al
Aw
a
k
en
i
n
g
s,
he had
at
l
east
g
r
o
w
n
t
o
ha
v
e
so
m
e
sense
of
co
m
pass
i
on
enou
g
h
t
o ac
k
no
w
l
ed
g
e
t
hat
i
t
w
ou
l
d not
be
ri
g
ht
t
o
l
o
v
e
s
o
m
eone
and
l
ea
v
e
t
hem
i
n
such
a
m
anner
as
w
as
d
i
c
t
a
t
ed
by h
i
s c
ir
cu
m
s
t
ance.