Read Blood From a Stone Online
Authors: Cynthia Lucas
“
B
y
y
our
o
w
n
fr
ee
w
ill
,
y
ou chan
g
ed
y
o
ur pa
t
h,
t
he
m
o
m
ent
y
ou
g
a
v
e
y
our
b
l
ood
t
o sa
v
e
t
he
lif
e
of
ano
t
he
r
,”
A
d
ri
e
ll
e
con
ti
nued. “
Y
ou a
r
e
and
a
l
w
ays
have
been
a
G
ua
r
d
i
an,
S
a
m
son
B
e
ll
m
a
i
ne.
A
nd,
y
ou
w
il
l
A
scend and
j
o
i
n us
i
n
our
r
ea
l
m
,
soon
enou
g
h…
.
a
ft
er
y
ou
’
v
e
li
v
ed
a
lif
e
he
r
e on ea
rt
h
w
it
h
t
he one
y
ou
l
o
v
e.
Y
ou ea
r
ned
it
.”
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he
t
u
r
ned
t
o
Max
i
m
us.
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l
o
v
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p
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n
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s
t
and.
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hu
m
an
lif
e
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s
but
a
b
r
ea
t
h
i
n
ti
m
e….
w
e
can
w
a
i
t
f
or
h
i
m
.”
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beau
tif
ul
w
o
m
an
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k
now
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ecen
tl
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said
so
m
e
t
h
i
ng about
r
u
l
es
be
i
ng
m
eant
t
o be b
r
o
k
en so
m
e
ti
m
es.”
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e s
m
il
ed and
as
he
w
r
apped
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s
a
r
m
s
a
r
ound
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r
,
a
m
i
s
t
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ap
o
r
t
hat
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oo
k
ed
li
k
e
w
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n
g
s
en
v
e
l
oped
t
hem bo
t
h.
“
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he
a
l
so
h
a
d
a
f
ew
t
hou
g
h
t
s
about
obed
i
ent
w
o
m
en not
m
a
k
i
ng
h
i
s
t
o
r
y
.”
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er
b
r
o
w
s
k
n
i
t
t
o
g
e
t
her
and
she
coc
k
ed
her
head
t
o one s
i
de. “
Y
ou
m
ean
y
ou….?”
Max
i
m
us
nodded.
“
Y
es,
m
y
l
o
v
e.
I
k
new
w
hat
y
ou
w
e
r
e
t
h
i
n
k
i
n
g
…I
can
f
eel
y
our
sou
l
,
r
e
m
e
m
be
r
?
A
nd
I had a
l
r
eady
p
l
anned
t
o
v
i
s
i
t
h
i
m
.
Y
ou s
i
m
p
l
y
beat
m
e
t
o
it
.”
A
d
ri
e
ll
e
s
m
il
ed
and
r
a
i
sed
one
e
y
eb
r
o
w as
she
t
u
r
ned back
t
o
f
ace
S
a
m
son.
“W
il
l
I
see
y
ou a
g
a
i
n?” he as
k
ed.
“
O
h,
I
‘
d
say
t
hat
y
ou
j
ust
m
i
g
h
t
,“
she
sa
i
d
s
m
ili
ng co
y
l
y
.
“
S
a
m
son
B
e
ll
m
a
i
ne,
G
ua
r
d
i
an
of
Man:
w
it
h
t
he b
l
es
s
i
n
g
s
of
t
he
G
r
eat
G
oddess
of
t
he
S
il
v
er
Whee
l
,
and by
t
h
i
ne o
w
n hand,
t
he s
t
one p
ri
son
t
hat
he
l
d
y
ou
f
as
t
, ex
i
s
t
s no
m
o
r
e,
but
i
n
m
e
m
o
ri
es
pas
t
.
Y
ou
a
r
e
i
ndeed
fr
ee
of
y
our cu
r
se.”
S
he
m
o
v
ed
i
n
c
l
oser
t
o
Max
i
m
us
as
t
hey sh
i
mm
e
r
ed ou
t
.
S
a
m
son
t
u
r
ned
t
o
W
ill
o
w
.
“We
ll
…I
g
uess
y
ou
’r
e
g
o
i
ng
t
o
ha
v
e
t
o
put
up
w
it
h
sha
ri
ng
t
hat
house
and
t
hose
k
i
ds
w
it
h
m
e no
w
?”
H
e s
m
il
ed.
H
er
a
r
m
s
w
ound
a
r
ound
h
i
s
nec
k
.
“I can
’
t
be
li
e
v
e
t
hat
y
ou
w
e
r
e
g
o
i
ng
t
o
l
ea
v
e
m
e
a
l
l
of
t
ha
t
.
H
o
w
?
I
m
ea
n
…I
k
now
y
ou sa
i
d
y
ou had
m
o
r
e
t
han
y
ou cou
l
d e
v
er
use.
B
u
t
….”