Dancing Tides (160 page)

I
f
she
w
a
nt
e
d Co
r
d
w
h
a
t
wa
s the
b
i
g
d
ea
l?
A
t
we
n
t
y
-
six
-
y
e
a
r
-
old
w
om
a
n
w
ho kn
e
w
h
e
r o
w
n mind h
a
d a
r
i
g
ht to lust
af
t
e
r
a
g
oo
d-
looking
g
u
y
, didn
’
t sh
e
?

Plus, sh
e’
d
g
iv
e
n up
car
i
ng
w
h
a
t the
to
w
n thou
g
ht
a
bout him.
H
e
wa
sn
’
t
cr
a
z
y
.
H
e
h
a
d issu
e
s,
y
e
s.
B
ut th
e
n did
n
’
t
e
v
e
r
y
o
n
e
?
A
nd sin
c
e
t
hose
issu
e
s
we
r
e
the
re
s
u
lt of
a
t
ra
um
a
tic in
c
id
e
nt in his p
a
st,
a
n in
c
id
e
nt so ho
rr
i
f
ic
it
w
ou
l
d undoubt
e
d
l
y
m
a
k
e
the
s
a
n
e
st p
er
son d
e
p
re
ss
e
d
a
nd m
a
y
be
e
v
e
n think
a
bout
e
nding
it
a
l
l.
L
osi
n
g
som
e
one
y
ou l
o
v
e
d in su
c
h a
viol
e
nt
w
a
y
h
a
d to
c
a
use
issu
e
s
i
n d
ea
ling
w
ith
a
n
y
thi
n
g m
a
jor
in the
imm
e
di
a
te
f
utu
re
.

A
nd didn
’
t th
a
t in
c
lude
r
e
l
a
tionship
s
?

A
bu
zz
e
r
we
nt o
f
f
in h
e
r
h
ea
d.
W
arning.
W
arning.
B
ig r
e
d r
e
lationship fl
a
g.

B
ut
a
s lo
n
g
a
s she
w
a
s
a
war
e
o
f
his p
a
st,
w
h
a
t to
look out
f
o
r
,
a
s long
a
s
s
he
c
onsid
e
r
e
d the
pit
fa
lls, she
c
ould
a
s
s
e
ss th
e
ir
f
utu
r
e
t
o
g
e
t
h
er
,
if
th
e
y
h
a
d on
e
, th
a
t is.

She
n
ee
d
e
d to think
a
bo
u
t
g
e
tti
n
g
Co
r
d into b
e
d
a
s
nothing
mo
r
e
th
a
n
a
simple
re
l
ea
s
e
, a m
ec
h
a
nism th
a
t mi
g
ht
m
a
ke
th
e
m
c
o
p
e
b
e
tt
er
. S
o
m
e
thing
th
e
y
both n
e
e
d
e
d
r
i
g
ht now
to
g
e
t th
e
m th
r
ou
g
h a
di
ff
i
c
ult tim
e
.

A
s
fa
r
a
s
Ke
e
g
a
n
wa
s
c
o
n
cer
n
e
d t
h
e
to
w
n should be
a
w
hole
lot mo
r
e
sup
p
o
r
tiv
e
. Sh
e’
d like
to s
e
e
th
e
m
g
o t
h
r
o
u
g
h th
a
t kind of
t
r
a
um
a
tic
e
v
e
nt
a
nd s
e
e
how
th
e
y
c
a
me
out the
oth
e
r sid
e.

W
ith th
a
t s
e
ttl
e
d in h
e
r
m
ind, she
l
ef
t h
e
r
p
a
ti
e
nts,
t
hre
w
a
lo
a
d
o
f
to
we
ls into the
wa
sh
er
,
a
nd m
a
de
h
e
r
w
a
y
into t
h
e
mini
a
tu
r
e
sp
a
c
e
she
us
e
d
f
or
a
n o
f
f
i
ce
. She
pi
c
k
e
d up the
phone
a
nd di
a
l
e
d
W
a
l
l
y
a
t the
s
e
r
vi
c
e
st
a
tion.

W
h
e
n
L
il
l
y
pi
c
k
e
d up, s
h
e
a
sk
e
d,
“
A
n
y
n
ew
s on
m
y
t
r
u
c
k
?
”

“
W
a
l
l
y
’
s
f
inishi
n
g
up
r
i
ght no
w
.
Y
ou should h
a
ve
it b
ac
k
b
y
this
a
f
t
er
noon.
Y
ou
’r
e lu
c
k
y
,
K
e
e
g
a
n.
W
a
l
l
y
wa
s
a
ble
to
re
build the
e
n
g
i
n
e
.
Ha
ve
y
ou tho
u
g
ht
a
n
y
m
o
r
e
a
bout h
a
vi
n
g
a
n op
e
n house
du
r
i
n
g
the
st
r
ee
t
fa
i
r
?
”