Dancing Tides (172 page)

B
ut b
ef
o
r
e
he
c
h
ec
k
e
d o
u
t
Ga
be
B
e
nn
e
tt, he
n
ee
d
e
d to s
e
e
Ke
e
g
a
n
a
nd
e
x
p
l
a
in th
a
t thin
g
s
c
ould not move
f
o
rw
a
r
d
b
e
t
wee
n th
e
m.
N
ot
w
ith
Rob
b
y
M
ac
k St
e
v
e
ns out
a
nd loose
on so
c
i
e
t
y
.

A
little
af
t
e
r
f
ou
r
, Co
r
d
p
ull
e
d up in
fr
ont of
the
r
e
s
c
ue
ce
n
t
er
.
H
e
s
a
t b
e
hi
n
d the
w
h
ee
l of the
t
r
u
c
k
w
ith a
sinking
f
ee
ling
in the
pit of
his st
o
m
ac
h, t
r
y
i
n
g
to
w
o
r
k up
t
he
n
er
ve
f
or
w
h
a
t he h
a
d to do.

W
h
e
n the
sound of
a
c
a
r
ho
r
n b
r
o
u
g
ht him out of
his
re
v
er
i
e
, Co
r
d
g
l
a
n
ce
d
up, on
l
y
to s
e
e
Ke
e
g
a
n
g
e
tting
out of
his
t
r
u
c
k
a
nd j
o
g
g
ing
up to
t
he
d
r
iv
er’
s si
d
e
doo
r
.
H
e
took a
d
e
e
p b
r
e
a
th
a
n
d st
e
pp
e
d out onto the
p
a
v
e
m
e
nt.

She
wa
s a
little
b
rea
thl
e
s
s like
sh
e’
d just
r
un a
mil
e
.
He
r
h
a
i
r
,
a
ll th
a
t
re
d
gold
g
list
e
n
e
d in the
sun. She
h
a
d it b
ra
id
e
d do
w
n h
e
r
b
a
c
k
a
nd the
long
t
a
il h
a
n
g
i
n
g
do
w
n
b
oun
ce
d
w
h
e
n
e
v
e
r
h
e
r h
ea
d mov
e
d.
H
e
h
a
dn
’
t
s
ee
n h
e
r
in t
w
o
d
a
y
s
a
nd
y
e
t he
wa
nt
e
d to nibble
d
o
w
n h
e
r
n
e
c
k
a
nd d
e
vour
h
er
.

H
e
b
a
nk
e
d his lust,
re
m
e
mb
er
ing
w
h
y
h
e’
d m
a
d
e
the
t
r
ip in the
f
i
r
st pl
ac
e
a
nd
w
h
y
he h
a
d no busin
e
ss nu
r
tu
r
i
n
g
the
id
e
a
th
e
y
c
ould
e
v
e
r
be
tog
e
th
er
.

“H
e
y
,
w
h
a
t
ar
e
y
o
u doing
in to
w
n?
W
a
l
l
y
’
s done
w
ith
m
y
t
r
u
c
k.
Y
ou
g
e
t
y
ou
r
s b
ac
k.
I
wa
s just
a
bout to
ca
ll
y
ou
a
nd h
ea
d out to the
f
ar
m
, d
r
op it o
ff
.
H
o
w’
d
y
o
u
r
s
ec
ond visit
w
ith
Dr
. Pont
a
d
er
a
g
o
?
”

H
e
b
r
e
a
th
e
d in h
e
r
s
ce
nt,
w
hi
c
h
wa
s a
mist
a
k
e
.
H
e
w
ould
’
ve
b
e
e
n b
e
tt
e
r
o
f
f
h
a
d he
not.
A
nd th
e
n he
blu
r
t
e
d it o
u
t b
ef
o
r
e
h
e
lost his n
er
v
e
.
“
I
n
ee
d to t
a
lk to
y
ou.”

She
didn
’
t like
the
sound of
th
a
t. Plus, he
s
ee
m
e
d
e
d
g
y
.
“O
k
a
y
.
L
e
t
’
s t
a
ke
i
t inside
the
c
ompound.”

H
e
f
ollo
we
d
h
e
r
th
r
o
u
g
h
the
g
a
te
a
nd
c
ontinu
e
d
o
n th
r
ou
g
h the
g
r
ounds to h
e
r
little hous
e
,
aw
a
y
fr
om the
p
r
y
ing
e
y
e
s
of
h
e
r
st
aff.

She
wa
s
a
bout to h
ea
d up
the
st
e
ps to the
po
rc
h
w
h
e
n he
g
ra
b
b
e
d h
e
r
h
a
nd.
“
I
think it
’
s b
e
tt
e
r
if
w
e
st
a
y
out
h
ere
.
”
T
he
minute
she
stopp
e
d
h
e
r
p
r
o
g
r
e
ss, he
d
r
op
p
e
d
h
e
r
h
a
nd
a
s if
it hu
r
t to tou
c
h h
e
r
skin.