Read Blood From a Stone Online
Authors: Cynthia Lucas
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sco
chose
t
hat
m
o
m
ent
t
o
co
m
e
bounding o
v
e
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, see
m
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ng
t
o
unde
r
s
t
and
t
hat
t
hey
w
e
r
e
t
a
l
k
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ng about
h
i
m
. W
i
l
l
ow
r
eached
do
w
n
and
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s
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f
t
g
o
l
den
-
b
r
own
head as
he
l
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k
ed up at
her
w
it
h a
ff
ec
ti
on.
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e
m
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k
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l
e
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hat
t
h
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s
w
as
t
he
sa
m
e
dog
w
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d
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ed
t
o a
tt
ack
t
hem a
coup
l
e
of
n
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g
h
t
s
a
g
o.
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one
w
as
t
he
d
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gy
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m
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sun
k
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and
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c
k
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ance.
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st
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r
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t
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a
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tif
u
l
,
s
w
eet
pet
…
f
u
l
l
of
lif
e, hea
l
t
h and
i
n
t
e
ll
i
g
ence.
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a
m
son
had
so
m
ehow
k
no
w
n
w
hat
k
i
nd
of
animal
he
r
ea
ll
y
w
as…one
t
hat
j
ust
needed
so
m
e
g
ood
f
ood,
r
est and
t
he
l
o
v
e
of
t
he
ri
g
ht
hu
m
an.
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t
w
as as
i
f he cou
l
d see
i
n
t
o
t
he
do
g
’
s
soul
so
m
eho
w
.
A
nd
y
e
t
,
t
he
r
e
w
as
so
m
e
t
h
i
ng
m
o
r
e
t
hat
s
til
l
bo
t
h
e
r
ed
her
about
t
he
w
ho
l
e s
it
ua
ti
on.
S
he cou
l
dn
’
t qu
it
e
put
her
fi
n
g
er
on
it
.
T
he
dog had
see
m
ed
so
si
ck on
fir
st s
i
g
h
t
.
H
ow cou
l
d
i
t
ha
v
e
r
eco
v
e
r
ed
so
m
ir
acu
l
ous
l
y o
v
e
r
n
i
g
h
t
?
A
nd
how co
m
e
t
he
r
e
w
e
r
e
no
w
ounds
on
h
i
s
m
ou
t
h?
F
or
t
he
a
m
ount
of b
l
ood
t
hat
had sp
ill
ed out
on
t
he pa
v
e
m
ent
t
he
r
e
shou
l
d
ha
v
e
been
so
m
e
p
r
e
tt
y
bad
b
it
e
m
a
r
k
s or
so
m
e
t
h
i
n
g
.
A
nd
y
et
t
he
r
e
w
as
no
t
h
i
n
g
.
J
ust
li
k
e
t
he
r
e
’
d been
not
a
m
a
r
k
on
S
a
m
son
’
s
a
r
m
e
it
he
r
.
I
t
m
ade
no
sense.
S
he
s
i
g
hed
and
dec
i
ded
t
o
not
o
v
e
r
-
t
h
i
nk
it
.
S
he
lo
o
k
ed
at
t
he c
l
oc
k
.
“We
ll
,
I
g
uess
I
’
d
be
tt
er
g
et
r
ead
y
.
I
’
m
on
du
t
y
a
li
t
tl
e ea
rli
er
t
oday
t
han
usua
l
.
I
g
o
i
n
at
noon
i
ns
t
ead
o
f
3p
m
,
so
I
’l
l
be
o
f
f
by
9
and
y
ou
w
il
l
be
fr
ee
t
o
a
tt
end
any
g
o
v
e
r
no
r’
s
ba
l
l or
g
r
and
open
i
n
g
s
y
ou
ha
v
e
on
y
our
ce
l
eb
rit
y sched
ul
e.”
S
he
l
au
g
hed,
se
tti
ng
her
e
m
p
t
y
cup
i
n
t
he
s
i
nk
and
hea
d
ed
do
w
n
t
he ha
l
l
t
o sho
w
er
and
g
et
r
eady
f
or
w
o
r
k
.
F
i
v
e
hou
r
s
l
a
t
e
r
,
du
ri
ng her
b
r
ea
k
,
her
ce
l
l
bu
zz
ed.
I
t
w
asn
’
t
a nu
m
ber
she
r
eco
g
n
i
z
ed.
T
hen a
g
a
i
n,
w
hat
i
f
i
t
w
as
S
a
m
son. “
H
e
ll
o?”