Read Blood From a Stone Online
Authors: Cynthia Lucas
H
e
cou
l
d
f
eel
t
he
w
a
r
m
t
h
of
her
s
w
eet
body
l
y
i
ng
t
he
r
e
next
t
o
h
i
m
as
he
w
r
apped
one
of
h
i
s
a
r
m
s
a
ro
und
her and
he
s
m
il
ed
because
i
n
t
hat
m
o
m
ent
he
r
ea
li
z
ed
t
hat
t
he cu
r
se
hadn
’
t
j
ust
been a
g
ift
,
i
t
had
been
t
he
g
re
a
t
est
g
if
t
he cou
l
d
e
v
er
ha
v
e
been
g
i
v
en.
B
ecause
of
it
, he
’
d
m
et
W
ill
o
w
.
T
hey had
on
l
y
l
o
v
ed
f
or
a
b
ri
ef
m
o
m
ent
i
n
ti
m
e…but
e
v
e
r
y
m
o
m
ent
t
hat
he
had
been
ab
l
e
t
o
sha
r
e
w
it
h
he
r
,
m
e
a
nt
m
o
r
e
t
han a
l
l
t
he
r
es
t
.
A
nd
a
lt
hou
g
h
t
h
i
s
cu
r
se
m
ay o
w
n
h
i
s
b
o
d
y
,
i
t
d
i
d
not o
w
n
h
i
s sou
l
, nor
t
he
l
o
v
e
t
hat
d
w
e
ll
ed
t
he
r
e.
H
e
s
m
il
ed at
t
he u
tt
er
ir
ony of
i
t
a
ll
….because
as
he
w
as
l
y
i
ng
t
he
r
e
s
l
o
w
l
y
t
u
r
n
i
ng
t
o
s
t
one,
unab
l
e
t
o
m
o
v
e,
unab
l
e
t
o do an
y
t
h
i
n
g
,
he
’
d ne
v
er
f
e
l
t
fr
eer
t
han he d
i
d
i
n
t
h
i
s
m
o
m
en
t
!
F
reedom
i
s
naught
but
a
s
t
a
t
e
of
m
i
nd
:
t
he
w
o
r
ds
fr
om W
ill
o
w
’
s
d
r
eam
r
ang
out
l
oud
and
c
l
ear
i
n
h
i
s
head
as e
v
e
r
y
t
h
i
ng
a
r
ound
h
i
m be
g
an
t
o
sp
i
n
i
n
s
l
ow
m
o
ti
on, e
v
en
t
ua
ll
y
s
l
o
w
i
ng
do
w
n
t
o a s
t
and s
till
.
E
v
e
r
y
pa
rti
c
l
e
i
n
m
o
ti
on
ca
m
e
t
o
a
s
t
o
p
and
i
t
w
as
as
i
f
he
cou
l
d
see
t
he
v
e
r
y a
t
o
m
s
t
hat
m
o
v
ed
t
h
r
ou
g
h
t
he
m
a
t
e
ri
al
w
o
rl
d, each
i
n
t
he
i
r
o
w
n space.
H
e
cou
l
d
see
W
ill
ow
l
y
i
ng
t
he
r
e
next
t
o h
i
m
,
m
o
ti
on
l
ess,
fr
o
z
en
i
n
ti
m
e
li
k
e
a
scene
fr
om
a
m
o
v
i
e
on
t
he b
i
g
sc
r
een.
A
nd
ee
ril
y
ano
t
her
v
e
r
se
be
g
an
t
o
d
r
on
e
,
see
m
i
ng
t
o
pound
i
n
h
i
s
ea
r
s
w
it
h
e
v
e
r
y beat
of
h
i
s
hea
rt
.
‘
a pr
i
s
on, no
w
a
ll
s,
no
l
ocks,
no
key…
f
rom
w
h
i
ch
on
l
y
t
hy
j
a
il
er
can
set
t
hee
f
ree.’
S
a
m
son opened h
i
s
e
y
es
as
he
r
ea
li
z
ed
i
n
t
hat
m
o
m
ent
t
hat
he
w
as
i
ndeed
fr
ee.
I
t
w
as
a
l
l
so
c
l
ear
no
w
,
t
hat
t
he
r
e had on
l
y
e
v
er
been
one
j
a
il
e
r
.
I
t
w
as
not
a
p
ri
es
t
ess
of
t
he
T
ua
t
ha de
D
’
annan.
N
or
a
cu
r
se
t
hat
w
ou
l
d
t
u
r
n
h
i
m
t
o
s
t
one.
T
he on
l
y
j
a
il
er
w
ho
’
d
e
v
er
b
r
ou
g
ht
h
i
m
t
o
h
i
s
f
a
t
e….
w
as
he h
i
m
se
lf
.
A
nd
t
he
one
pe
r
son
fr
om
w
hom he
needed
f
o
r
g
i
v
eness
f
or
h
i
s
s
i
ns
abo
v
e
a
l
l
t
he
r
est
w
as
a
g
a
i
n, he h
i
m
se
lf
.
F
or
w
it
hout
it
,
he
cou
l
d
ne
v
er
tr
u
l
y be
f
r
ee
t
o
li
v
e…or
t
o
l
o
v
e.