Dancing Tides (135 page)

“T
h
e
se
w
er
e
p
re
t
t
y
we
ll
-
b
e
h
a
v
e
d.
W
e
g
a
v
e
th
e
m
quite
a
show
tod
a
y
, one
t
h
e
y
w
on
’
t
f
o
r
g
e
t.”

Russ eyed his boss.
“He
r
e
t
e
ll
a
bout to
w
n
y
o
u
’
ve
g
ot
y
ou
r
s
e
lf
a
b
o
y
fr
i
e
nd.
T
h
a
t nut
ca
s
e
th
a
t
r
u
ns
Ta
gg
er
t
F
ar
ms s
e
nt
y
ou
f
lo
w
er
s.”

Ke
e
g
a
n put
h
e
r
h
a
nds on
h
e
r
hips
a
nd point
e
d to Russ
’
s
c
h
e
st.
“Y
ou, do not
re
p
ea
t
g
ossip
ar
ound m
e
.
A
nd
f
r
om h
e
r
e
on out,
y
ou do not
g
e
t
t
o
ca
ll Cord Bennett a
nut
ca
s
e
!
”

“
C
ra
z
y
in the
h
ea
d is
w
h
a
t he
is.
Y
ou be
c
ar
e
f
ul,
Ke
e
g
a
n,
n
e
v
e
r
k
n
ow
w
h
a
t th
a
t kind
w
ill do.”

“
Stop it!
I
don
’
t b
e
li
e
v
e
y
o
u.
G
ossip is
a
ll it is.
Ar
e
y
ou
aw
a
r
e
he
s
u
r
viv
e
d
a
sp
re
e shootin
g
?
Ha
ve
a
little
c
omp
a
ssion
f
or
c
h
r
iss
a
k
e
s. Co
r
d
B
e
n
n
e
tt is in a
b
a
d pl
ac
e
r
i
g
ht now
a
nd
I
w
on
’
t st
a
nd h
e
r
e
a
nd list
e
n to
y
ou
ca
lling
him
c
r
a
z
y
.
”
Having made her thoughts known,
she
sto
r
m
e
d o
ff
.

Russ
a
nd P
e
te
e
x
c
h
a
ng
e
d
looks.
“Te
sting
the
w
a
t
e
r
s th
ere
, P
e
t
e
,
I
’
d s
a
y
s
h
e
’
s mo
r
e
th
a
n smitt
e
n.”

“Yea
h
,
”
P
e
te
a
g
ree
d,
r
u
b
bing
his
c
hin,
c
onsid
er
i
n
g
the
situ
a
tion.
“T
h
a
t
’
s
w
h
a
t
I
wa
s
afra
id o
f
.
”

A
r
ound s
e
v
e
n, Co
r
d
h
ea
r
d his o
w
n t
r
u
c
k
r
umbling up the
long
st
re
t
c
h of
p
a
v
e
d
r
o
a
d th
a
t l
e
d to the
hous
e
.
H
e
c
ou
l
d t
e
ll it
wa
s his
b
y
the
h
u
m of
the
e
n
g
in
e
. A
little
n
er
vous, he
th
r
e
w do
w
n the
dish to
we
l h
e’
d
b
ee
n usi
n
g
to
w
ipe
up the
m
e
ss h
e’
d m
a
d
e
on the
c
ount
e
r
a
nd h
u
rr
i
e
d to the
fr
ont door
to
f
lip on the
fr
ont po
rc
h l
i
g
ht.

B
y
the
time
he
stood on
his pl
a
nk
e
d
w
ood
e
n po
r
t
i
c
o, he
g
ot to
wa
t
c
h
h
e
r
cr
aw
l out of
his t
r
u
c
k,
wa
lk
a
r
ound the
h
ood
w
ith a
w
ide
g
r
in on
h
e
r
f
a
ce
. Sh
e’
d
t
a
k
e
n the
time
to put on m
a
k
e
up,
e
v
e
n
e
y
e
sh
a
do
w
. She
w
o
r
e
a
d
a
r
k
g
r
e
e
n s
w
e
a
t
e
r
d
re
ss—ov
e
r
bl
a
c
k l
e
g
g
i
n
g
s—
a
nd loo
k
e
d like
a
fa
shion mod
e
l
wa
lki
n
g
the
r
un
w
a
y
inst
e
a
d of
t
r
o
m
ping
ov
e
r
a
g
r
a
v
e
l d
r
iv
e
w
a
y
.

He
r
lo
n
g
l
e
g
s
a
te
up t
h
e
dist
a
n
c
e
fa
st. She
pl
a
nt
e
d
a
qui
c
k kiss on his mouth.
H
e
stood th
er
e
s
p
eec
hl
e
s
s until he
f
in
a
l
l
y
m
a
n
a
g
e
d,
“
W
o
w
!
Y
ou look—
w
o
w!
”

“Y
ou
’
r
e
su
c
h a
s
w
ee
t
-
t
a
lk
er
, Co
r
d.”
She
sni
f
f
e
d
t
he
a
i
r
.
“
W
h
a
t
a
r
e
y
ou
c
o
okin
g
?
W
h
a
t
e
v
e
r
it is sm
e
lls d
e
l
i
c
ious.
I
’
m st
ar
vi
n
g
.”

She
mi
g
ht look like
a
mod
e
l but she
a
te
like
a
r
e
g
u
l
a
r
p
er
son
w
ho didn
’
t ob
s
e
ss
w
ith
ca
lo
r
ie
int
a
ke
o
r
ra
tion
h
e
r
f
ood.

“
J
o
r
d
a
n d
r
opp
e
d o
f
f
a
p
o
t
r
o
a
st.”
H
e
qui
c
k
l
y
h
e
ld up his h
a
nds.
“
I
kno
w
.
But
w
h
e
n
I
told h
e
r
y
ou
w
e
r
e
a
v
e
g
e
t
a
r
i
a
n, she
b
r
o
u
g
ht ov
e
r
a
ca
s
s
er
ole
a
bout thi
r
t
y
minut
e
s
a
g
o. Som
e
thing
she
ca
ll
e
d p
a
e
lla
p
r
im
a
v
e
r
a
.
I’
m k
ee
pi
n
g
the
thing
wa
r
m.
I
t h
a
s
r
i
c
e
a
nd tom
a
t
o
e
s
a
nd a
bun
c
h of oth
e
r
v
e
g
g
i
e
s.
I
told h
e
r
it sound
e
d like
it
wa
s
r
i
g
h
t up
y
our
a
ll
e
y
.
”

“
I
c
ould
’
v
e
m
a
de
do
w
ith
a
s
a
l
a
d
a
nd some
soup.
J
o
r
d
a
n shouldn
’
t h
a
ve
g
o
n
e
to so mu
c
h t
r
oubl
e
. Sh
e’
s p
r
e
g
n
a
nt.”

“A
nd lov
e
s to
c
ook,”
h
e
a
dd
e
d.
“
J
o
r
d
a
n insist
e
d,
Ke
e
g
a
n. She
s
a
y
s sh
e’
s
u
s
e
d to p
re
p
ar
i
n
g
v
e
g
e
t
ar
i
a
n dish
e
s
f
or
h
e
r
g
u
e
sts
w
ho d
o
n
’
t
ea
t
re
d
m
ea
t.”