Read Blood From a Stone Online
Authors: Cynthia Lucas
T
he
m
e
m
o
r
y
of
t
h
i
s
sho
r
t
m
o
m
ent
i
n
ti
m
e
w
ou
l
d
be a
l
l
he
had
t
o
ho
l
d
on
t
o
l
a
t
er
do
w
n
t
he
r
oad
i
f
he
ne
v
er
saw her
a
g
a
i
n
a
ft
er
t
on
i
g
h
t
,
w
h
i
ch
w
as
t
he
ri
g
ht
t
h
i
ng
t
o
do,
i
f
he cou
l
d
j
ust
b
ri
ng h
i
m
se
l
f
t
o
do
it
.
A
nd
i
n
t
he e
v
ent
he
w
as ab
l
e
t
o
g
et
h
i
s
sh
i
t
t
o
g
e
t
her
and
j
ust
w
a
l
k a
w
a
y
,
he
fi
g
u
r
ed
i
f
t
he
r
e
w
as
no
t
h
i
ng e
l
se
he
w
ou
l
d
l
ea
v
e
her
w
it
h,
i
t
w
ou
l
d
be
t
hat she
’
d
ne
v
er
f
o
r
g
et
‘t
he
g
uy she
m
et
i
n a
ba
r
’
w
ho
k
i
ssed her
g
oodn
i
g
ht
i
n
t
he
ha
ll
w
ay of
her
house…and
j
ust
m
a
y
b
e
m
ade her
f
eel
a
littl
e d
iff
e
r
en
tl
y
t
han she
‘
d e
v
er
f
e
lt
.
H
e
s
m
il
ed
be
f
o
r
e
cap
t
u
ri
ng
her
li
ps
a
n
d
t
on
g
ue
w
it
h h
i
s
o
w
n
a
g
a
i
n,
see
m
i
ng
t
o
s
t
eal
t
he
b
r
ea
t
h
fr
om
her
body and d
r
o
w
n
i
ng
her
i
n an
i
n
t
ox
i
ca
ti
ng
r
ush.
W
ill
ow
f
e
l
t
li
k
e
she
w
as
s
i
n
k
i
ng
i
n
t
o
a
pool
of
w
a
r
m hone
y
…s
l
o
w
, s
w
ee
t
, and su
ltr
y
.
H
i
s
li
ps
w
e
r
e
li
k
e so
f
t
p
i
l
l
o
w
s en
v
e
l
op
i
ng
her
o
w
n
and
h
i
s
s
tr
ong
hands
lifti
ng
t
he
back
of her
sh
ir
t
and
tr
a
ili
ng
so
ftl
y
do
w
n
her
s
k
i
n
f
e
l
t
s
o
……
ri
g
h
t
.
L
i
k
e
t
hey be
l
on
g
ed
t
he
r
e.
H
i
s body
w
as p
r
essed
i
n c
l
ose
t
o her o
w
n
and
she cou
l
d
f
eel
h
i
s ha
r
dness a
g
a
i
nst
her
t
h
i
g
h.
H
e
w
an
t
ed
he
r
,
but
she
doub
t
ed
i
t
w
as
any
m
o
r
e
t
han
she
w
an
t
ed h
i
m
!
H
er
m
i
nd
w
as
ha
v
i
ng
tr
oub
l
e
f
ocus
i
ng
o
n
an
y
t
h
i
ng o
t
her
t
han
t
he
i
m
a
g
e
of
her
l
e
g
s
w
r
apped a
r
ound h
i
s
m
usc
u
l
ar body
as
he
l
ay
her
back
on
t
he
bed
and
how h
i
s
s
k
i
n
w
ou
l
d
t
as
t
e on her
li
ps
and
t
on
g
ue.
H
e
see
m
ed
t
o
sense
her
u
r
g
ency and h
i
s hands
tr
a
v
e
l
ed
fr
om her
back
a
r
ound
t
o
t
he
fr
on
t
,
and
up
her s
t
o
m
ach
t
o
t
he
s
i
de
of
her
b
r
eas
t
s.
H
e
li
g
h
tl
y
r
an
t
he
pad
of h
i
s
fi
n
g
er
o
v
er
one
of
her
n
i
pp
l
es
be
f
o
r
e
s
t
opp
i
ng
h
i
m
se
lf
,
not
w
an
ti
ng
t
o
sour
t
he
m
o
m
ent
by
t
a
k
i
ng
t
h
i
n
g
s
f
u
rt
her
t
han
she
m
i
g
ht
w
ant
t
o
a
ll
o
w
.
B
u
t
,
da
m
n….
he
w
as
d
y
i
ng
t
o
l
ea
v
e
o
f
f
fr
om
t
he
k
i
ss
and
r
un
h
i
s
t
on
g
ue
do
w
n
t
he
l
en
g
t
h
of
her co
l
l
a
r
bone,
i
n
t
o
t
he
c
r
ease
of
her
c
l
ea
v
a
g
e
and
fin
a
ll
y
t
o
pop one of
t
hose s
w
ee
t
, p
i
nk
con
f
ec
ti
ons
i
n
t
o h
i
s
m
ou
t
h.