Read Blood From a Stone Online
Authors: Cynthia Lucas
H
e
w
as
a
ft
er
a
ll
,
g
o
i
ng
t
o
ha
v
e
t
o
l
ay
l
ow
un
ti
l
a
ft
er dusk be
f
o
r
e
head
i
ng back
t
o
t
he
g
r
a
v
e
y
a
r
d.
T
oda
y
’
s ne
w
spaper
hadn
’
t
been
de
li
v
e
r
ed
y
e
t
, but he s
t
opped at
t
he co
r
ner
m
ach
i
ne hop
i
ng
a
copy
of
y
es
t
e
r
da
y
’
s
ed
iti
on
m
i
g
ht s
til
l
be
i
n
t
he
r
e.
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t
w
as,
and
he
depos
it
ed
so
m
e
c
oi
ns
and pu
ll
ed
fr
ee
a
copy
of
t
he
da
y
-
o
l
d
ne
w
s
t
o
check
t
he
c
l
ass
ifi
eds
f
or
a
r
oom or
a
s
m
a
l
l
apa
rt
m
ent
c
l
ose
by
t
hat
he
cou
l
d
r
ent
or
m
a
y
be
a
n
i
ce
ho
t
el
w
he
r
e
he
cou
l
d s
t
a
y
.
A
lt
hou
g
h he
ne
v
er s
l
ep
t
,
he
s
til
l
w
ou
l
d
need
a
p
l
ace
t
o
sho
w
e
r
,
chan
g
e
c
l
o
t
hes and
hang ou
t
.
T
hen
i
n
a
f
ew
w
ee
k
s,
w
hen he
f
e
l
t
t
he
ch
ill
s
and
t
he
s
l
o
w
i
ng
do
w
n
of
h
i
s
m
i
nd
and
body s
t
a
rti
n
g
,
he
w
ou
l
d e
i
t
her
pay h
i
s
b
il
l
and
check out
or
l
ea
v
e
h
i
s
t
e
m
po
r
a
r
y
r
es
i
dence
and
j
ust
d
i
sappear
l
ea
v
i
ng no
tr
ace
of
w
he
r
e
he
‘
d
g
one or
w
hat
had beco
m
e of
h
i
m
.
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e
w
a
l
k
ed
inside
,
g
r
a
b
bed a boo
t
h and opened
up
t
he
paper
as
t
he
w
a
itr
ess
t
ook h
i
s
o
r
der
f
or
co
ff
ee and
a
qu
i
ck b
r
ea
k
f
as
t
.
H
i
s
m
eal
a
rri
v
ed as he scan
n
ed
t
h
r
ou
g
h
t
he
pa
g
es
m
a
r
v
e
li
ng
at
w
hat
w
as
g
o
i
ng
on
i
n
t
he
w
o
rl
d
and
t
hen
a
qua
rt
er
pa
g
e
ad
cau
g
ht
h
i
s
e
y
e.
‘
V
o
t
ed
B
est
E
R
i
n
t
he
A
rea’
S
t
.
L
u
k
e
’
s
H
osp
it
al
at
125
J
e
ff
e
r
son
S
tr
ee
t
.
T
he
r
e
w
as
a s
m
a
l
l
p
i
c
t
u
r
e of
t
he hosp
it
al
and
m
ap.
H
e
l
eaned
back
i
n
t
he
boo
t
h,
t
he p
i
c
t
u
r
e a
lr
eady b
l
osso
m
i
ng
i
n
h
i
s
m
i
nd
of
how
he
w
ou
l
d
‘
acc
i
den
t
a
ll
y
’
r
un
i
n
t
o
W
ill
ow
t
o
i
n
v
it
e
her
f
or
t
hat
cup
of
co
ff
ee
a
f
t
er
w
o
r
k one e
v
en
i
ng
t
h
i
s
w
ee
k
. Ma
y
be e
v
en
t
on
i
g
h
t
.
T
hen
he
s
i
g
hed
hea
v
il
y
t
o
h
i
m
se
l
f
as
that
p
i
c
t
u
r
e qu
i
c
k
l
y
f
aded and
r
ea
lit
y
t
ook
it
s p
l
ace.
Why
w
as
he
w
as
ti
ng
v
a
l
uab
l
e
ti
m
e
on
h
e
r
?
S
he
w
as n
i
ce.
S
he
w
as
a
g
ood
pe
r
son
and
not
so
m
eone
w
ho
he
’
d
w
ant
t
o
hu
r
t
i
n
t
en
ti
ona
ll
y
.
S
o
w
hy
w
ou
l
d
he
w
ant
t
o ca
l
l
her
w
hen
t
he
r
e
w
e
r
e p
l
en
t
y
of
o
t
he
r
s
he cou
l
d p
i
ck
up at
one
of
t
he
l
ocal ba
r
s
f
or
a
f
ew
d
r
un
k
en
n
i
g
h
t
s
of
co
m
p
l
e
t
e
m
a
y
hem a
n
d
no s
tri
n
g
s
a
tt
ached?
H
e shook
h
i
s
head at
h
i
s
o
w
n
f
oo
l
i
shness.