Read Blood From a Stone Online
Authors: Cynthia Lucas
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pay
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cash.
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.
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on,”
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ill
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w
,
as
she
t
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ned back
t
o
t
he desk
t
o ans
w
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an
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nco
m
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ca
ll
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lli
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d
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tl
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. “I
g
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ho
m
e.”
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ah.
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say
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do so
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up
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and
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d
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.”
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,
and
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k
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.
“
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o,
w
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o,
m
y
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ad
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m
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ed.
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he
sh
r
u
gg
ed.
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ll
,
an
y
w
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r
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y
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w
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.
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at
l
east
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so
m
e
c
l
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hes
so
w
e
ha
v
e
m
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r
e op
ti
ons.”
“
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he
op
ti
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ha
v
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n
m
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on
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t
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au
r
ant
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y
w
a
y
.”
he
w
i
n
k
ed.
“
A
nd
t
hey don
‘
t
i
n
v
o
l
v
e any
c
l
o
t
hes
at
a
ll
.
B
ut
w
hat
y
ou ha
v
e on
l
oo
k
s
g
r
ea
t
.”