Dancing Tides (180 page)

Ke
e
g
a
n simp
l
y
smil
e
d
a
t
his
e
nthusi
a
sm.
T
he
m
a
n h
a
d a
w
a
y
o
f
putting
thi
n
g
s th
a
t m
a
de h
e
r
h
e
a
r
t
z
in
g
.
H
e
p
r
ob
a
bl
y
didn
’
t
e
v
e
n
s
e
e
the
p
a
r
a
ll
e
l b
e
t
wee
n
H
a
g
g
e
r
t
y
a
nd hims
e
l
f
.
T
h
e
y
’
d both b
ee
n
g
iv
e
n m
a
jor
s
e
c
ond
c
h
a
n
ce
s.

“Ye
s, th
e
r
e’
s
a
l
w
a
y
s th
a
t
little
t
w
in
g
e
of
s
a
d
n
e
ss to h
a
ve
to s
a
y
so lo
n
g
, but
r
i
g
ht th
e
r
e
w
ith it is the
mom
e
nt
y
o
u know
y
ou did som
e
thi
n
g
r
i
g
ht to
g
e
t th
e
m h
e
re
.
I
re
m
e
mb
e
r
m
y
f
i
r
st.”

“Te
ll m
e
.”

“
I
must
’
ve
b
e
e
n no mo
r
e
th
a
n six
w
h
e
n
g
ra
nd
d
a
d
a
nd
g
r
a
n
re
l
ea
s
e
d
a
s
e
a
ot
t
e
r
I
’
d
g
r
o
w
n
f
ond o
f
,
r
i
g
ht h
e
r
e
on this v
e
r
y
b
e
a
c
h.
T
h
a
t
d
a
y
I
w
a
t
c
h
e
d
Ar
i
e
l
w
ig
g
l
e
out to s
e
a
a
nd
w
a
s too
y
o
u
n
g
to know
the
j
o
y
s
h
e
must
’
ve
fe
lt
a
t
g
e
tti
n
g b
ac
k i
n
to the
wa
t
e
r
.”

“Ar
i
e
l?
I
’
m s
ee
i
n
g a
p
a
t
t
er
n h
e
r
e
.”

“
I
wa
s si
x
.
I
’
d m
a
de
m
y
g
r
a
ndp
a
r
e
nts sit th
r
ou
g
h
The
Little
Me
r
m
aid
a
t l
e
a
st a
do
z
en
tim
e
s b
ef
o
r
e
the
s
e
a
ott
e
r
eve
r
c
a
me
to the
c
e
nt
er
.
T
he
ni
g
ht th
e
y
re
l
e
a
s
e
d
h
er
,
I
c
r
i
e
d
m
y
e
y
e
s out until th
e
y
both
e
x
pl
a
i
n
e
d to me
th
a
t
Ar
i
e
l n
e
e
d
e
d to
g
o hom
e
,
b
ac
k to
h
e
r
fa
mi
l
y
in o
r
d
e
r
to be
h
a
p
p
y
.”

She
tu
r
n
e
d to m
ee
t his
e
y
e
s.
“H
ow
did
y
ou do it, Co
r
d
?
”

“D
o
w
h
a
t
?
”

“H
ow
did
y
ou
g
o th
r
o
u
gh so mu
c
h of
y
o
u
r
li
f
e
a
ll
a
lon
e
?
A
t su
c
h
a
n
ear
l
y
a
g
e
, too
?
”

“
I
h
a
d no
c
ho
i
ce
,
K
e
e
g
a
n
.
N
o one
both
er
s to
a
sk
a
kid if
th
e
y
w
a
nt to g
e
t dump
e
d into the
s
y
st
e
m
a
nd
g
r
ow
up in
a
l
l th
e
se
di
ffe
r
e
nt hom
e
s.”

She
l
a
id a
h
a
nd on his
c
h
ee
k.
“
B
ut if
this
Ga
be
B
e
nn
e
tt is t
e
lling
the
t
r
uth, if
h
e’
s
y
our
fa
th
er
,
w
h
e
th
e
r
o
r
not
y
o
u
ac
c
e
pt him
a
s su
c
h, th
a
t
’
s a
c
hoi
ce
.
”

“
I
t
’
s a
little
too l
a
te
f
o
r
—
”

“D
on
’
t s
a
y
th
a
t.
I
t
’
s not.
I
t
’
s
n
e
v
e
r
too l
a
t
e
.
D
on
’
t
c
lose
y
o
u
r
s
e
lf
o
f
f
fr
om
f
a
mi
l
y
w
h
e
n it
’
s o
ffere
d, C
o
r
d.
T
h
a
t
w
ould be
in
cre
dib
l
y
imm
a
tu
re
.
A
nd
y
ou
a
r
e
m
a
n
y
t
h
in
g
s but imm
a
tu
r
e isn
’
t one
of
th
e
m.
I
mpulsiv
e
,
y
e
s,
but—”
She
stopp
e
d
w
h
e
n she
rea
li
z
e
d h
o
w
she
sound
e
d.
“
I
’
m so
r
r
y
.
I
didn
’
t m
ea
n it to
sound p
reac
h
y
.
”