Dancing Tides (176 page)

W
h
e
n she
st
ar
t
e
d to mov
e
, he
h
e
ld h
e
r
in pl
ace
,
c
a
lm
l
y
r
ubb
e
d h
e
r
b
a
c
k.
“
J
ust list
e
n to me
f
or
one
s
e
c
ond,
w
ill
y
o
u
?
B
eca
u
s
e
of
y
ou, this b
a
d pl
ac
e
I
’
ve
b
ee
n in
f
o
r
so long
h
a
s li
f
t
e
d
.
”

She
imm
e
di
a
t
e
l
y
so
f
t
e
n
e
d.
“
R
ea
l
l
y
?
Y
ou think s
o
?
F
or
rea
l?
Y
ou
fee
l b
e
tt
e
r
a
bout thin
g
s
?
”

“Yea
h,
I
’
m
c
omi
n
g
b
a
c
k
to
m
y
s
e
l
f
—
I
fee
l
b
e
tt
e
r
b
eca
use
o
f
y
o
u,
K
ee
g
a
n.
N
ot b
eca
use
o
f pills or
t
a
lking
to a
sh
r
i
n
k
e
ith
er
.”
H
e
st
r
ok
e
d h
e
r
h
a
i
r
, pl
ace
d
a
kiss on h
e
r
f
o
re
h
e
a
d.
“
Y
ou
m
a
de me
wa
nt to liv
e
,
rea
l
l
y
l
i
v
e
, not just
e
x
ist, n
o
t just
t
a
ke
up sp
a
c
e
som
ew
h
er
e
, but liv
e
.”

F
or
a
fe
w
mom
e
nts, she
c
ouldn
’
t sp
ea
k. She
r
a
n
h
e
r
h
a
nd do
w
n his
c
h
ee
k
a
nd told him,
“A
nd
y
ou m
a
de
me
a
b
e
t
t
e
r
p
er
son.”

T
h
a
t
’
s the
l
a
st thing
h
e
e
x
p
ec
t
e
d h
e
r
to s
a
y
.
“
M
e
?
H
ow
so
?
”

“Y
ou m
a
de
me
s
e
e
w
h
a
t I
wan
t.”

“
W
h
a
t do
y
ou
w
a
nt
?
”

“Y
ou—in
m
y
b
e
d.”

L
a
t
er
, th
e
y
w
er
e
still bu
n
dl
e
d to
g
e
t
h
e
r
b
e
t
w
ee
n t
h
e
sh
ee
ts
w
h
e
n Co
r
d
g
l
a
n
c
e
d do
w
n
a
t
Ke
e
g
a
n
’
s l
ef
t should
e
r
a
nd noti
ce
d the
d
a
in
t
y
litt
l
e
spl
a
t of
c
olor
th
e
re
.
N
o
mo
r
e
th
a
n th
r
e
e in
c
h
e
s lon
g
, it d
e
c
o
ra
t
e
d
h
e
r
skin in b
r
i
g
ht
r
e
d
a
nd
blu
e-
g
r
e
e
n.
H
e
r
a
n his ind
e
x
f
in
g
e
r
o
v
e
r
the outlin
e
.
“
W
h
a
t do
w
e
h
a
ve
h
ere
?
”

“O
h, th
a
t.
I
c
a
ll h
e
r
Ar
i
e
l.”

“Y
ou didn
’
t t
e
ll me
y
ou
wer
e
s
u
c
h a
b
a
d
a
ss.
I
t
’
s a
m
er
m
a
id.
T
he
f
i
r
st time
I
s
a
w
y
ou,
I thou
g
ht
y
ou look
e
d like
on
e
.”

She
l
ea
n
e
d ov
e
r
his
c
h
e
s
t
.
“
I
t
’
s the
r
e
d h
a
i
r
.”

“
Mmm,
I
love
h
a
vi
n
g
m
y
h
a
nds in
a
ll this.”
T
o p
r
ove
it, he
c
omb
e
d his
f
i
n
g
er
s th
r
o
u
g
h the
lo
c
ks.

B
ut th
e
n she
a
b
r
upt
l
y
s
a
t up like
sh
e’
d just thou
g
ht
of
som
e
thin
g
, b
r
ea
ki
n
g
t
he
mom
e
nt.
“O
k
a
y
. Spill.
W
h
a
t
wa
s both
er
ing
y
ou
w
h
e
n
y
ou
f
i
r
st
g
ot h
e
re
?
W
h
a
t
e
v
e
r
it
wa
s, it put
y
ou in th
a
t d
ar
k pl
a
c
e
a
g
a
in
e
v
e
n b
r
i
ef
l
y
, didn
’
t i
t
?
”

H
e
told h
e
r
a
bout Rob
b
y
M
ac
k.

“He’
s out?
B
ut…how
c
a
n th
a
t b
e
?
H
e
kill
e
d s
i
x
p
e
opl
e
,”
she
rea
so
n
e
d, tossing
him a
look of
pu
r
e
ho
r
r
or
a
t the
kn
o
w
l
e
dg
e
.

“T
he
st
a
te
of
V
i
r
g
inia
l
a
b
e
l
e
d him
cra
z
y
be
c
a
use
o
f
s
e
v
e
r
a
l p
s
y
c
h
e
v
a
lu
a
tions.
A
s a
re
sult, he
g
ot a
p
a
ss to s
o
m
e
pl
ac
e
ca
ll
e
d C
a
mp S
a
ndhu
r
st.
I
didn
’
t
w
a
nt
y
o
u on his
ra
d
ar
.
”

“A
h.
I
s
e
e
.
I
m
ea
n
so litt
l
e
to
y
ou th
a
t
g
ivi
n
g
me
u
p isn
’
t a
p
r
obl
e
m.
Y
ou
c
a
n do it, just like
th
a
t.”
She
sn
a
pp
e
d
h
e
r
f
i
n
g
er
s.

Sudd
e
n
l
y
, he
re
v
e
r
s
e
d t
h
e
ir
positions,
c
ov
er
i
n
g
h
e
r
bo
d
y
w
ith his.
“T
h
a
t
’
s
not t
r
u
e
.
I
’
m t
r
y
i
n
g
to k
ee
p him
a
w
a
y
fr
om
y
ou
.
”

“
S
ee
,
y
ou
’
r
e
doi
n
g
it
a
g
a
in.
I
t isn
’
t up to
y
ou to
p
r
ot
ec
t m
e
, Co
r
d.
T
h
a
t
’
s
E
t
h
a
n
’
s job.
B
e
sid
e
s, don
’
t
y
ou think
th
a
t
’
s
f
or
me
to d
e
c
id
e
?
Y
ou don
’
t
e
v
e
n know
h
e
’
s h
ea
d
e
d h
e
re
.
H
e
c
ould be
a
n
y
w
h
ere
.
”