Dancing Tides (197 page)

“T
h
e
y
don
’
t
g
e
t
a
lon
g
?
”

“
L
i
k
e
oil
a
nd
wa
t
e
r
.
O
n
e
’
s a
l
ef
tov
e
r
fr
om the
si
x
ti
e
s,
the
oth
e
r
still t
r
i
e
s to live
the
li
f
e
of
T
o
n
y
M
a
n
er
o in
Saturd
a
y
Night
Feve
r
.”

“
Sounds like
th
e
y
h
a
v
e
mo
r
e
in
c
ommon th
a
n th
e
y
kn
o
w
.”

“O
h, th
e
y
do, but it
w
ould t
a
ke
nothing
sho
r
t of
t
o
r
tu
r
e
f
or
e
ith
e
r
one
to
a
d
mit it.
H
o
w’
s P
e
te
w
o
r
ki
n
g
out
a
s
y
our
sponso
r
?
”

“He’
s o
k
a
y
.
I
h
a
v
e
n
’
t h
a
d to
ca
ll him so
a
ll
w
e
do is sh
ar
e
a
little
bit mo
r
e
of
our
p
a
st
eac
h Sund
a
y
af
t
er
noon.
S
ome
of
it is p
re
t
t
y
r
aw
.
W
h
y
?
”

“
I
g
u
e
ss he
s
h
are
d
w
h
a
t
h
a
pp
e
n
e
d to his
w
i
fe
?
”

“Y
ou know
a
bout th
a
t?
O
f
c
ou
r
s
e,
y
ou do.
Y
ou
’
v
e
kno
w
n him
y
o
u
r
w
hole
li
fe
.”

“
J
ust
a
bout.”

“
I
’
m not suppos
e
d to t
a
lk
a
bout
w
h
a
t
’
s s
a
id
a
t the
m
ee
tin
g
.
”

“
I
t
’
s ok
a
y
,
y
ou don
’
t
h
a
v
e
to.
I
wa
sn
’
t
e
v
e
n living h
er
e
w
h
e
n it h
a
pp
e
n
e
d.
But
I
’
v
e
h
e
ar
d P
e
te
t
a
lk
a
bout it,
c
r
y
a
b
o
ut it, bl
a
me
hims
e
l
f
, sitt
i
ng
r
i
g
ht th
e
r
e
in
m
y
g
ra
n
dp
are
nts’
kit
c
h
e
n.
A
pp
are
nt
l
y
, P
e
te
h
a
d
a
t
e
rr
ible
d
r
inking
p
r
obl
e
m
b
ac
k th
e
n th
a
t
r
e
sult
e
d in him d
r
iving
d
r
unk one ni
g
ht out on the
C
o
a
st H
i
gh
w
a
y
.
H
e
w
a
lk
e
d
a
w
a
y
f
r
om the
acc
i
d
e
nt without scratch.
H
is
w
i
f
e
, Ch
e
r
y
l,
wa
sn
’
t th
a
t lu
c
k
y
.
H
e
wa
s
d
e
v
a
st
a
t
e
d
.
I
g
u
e
ss the
six
y
e
a
r
s he
sp
e
nt in j
a
il sob
ere
d him up.”

“Twe
n
t
y
-
t
w
o
y
e
ar
s
o
f
sob
r
i
e
t
y
.
D
o
y
ou suppose
I
’
ll m
a
ke
it th
a
t
far
?
”

She
g
a
v
e
him
a
n in
c
r
e
dulous st
are
,
a
n
g
e
r
bubbl
e
d
a
t the
fr
i
n
g
e
.
“Y
ou
w
ill if
y
ou
w
a
nt to.
N
o one
but
y
ou
ca
n m
a
k
e
it h
a
pp
e
n, Co
r
d.”

H
e
we
nt to h
e
r
th
e
n, li
f
t
e
d h
e
r
c
hin, m
e
t h
e
r
e
y
e
s.
“
I
t
’
s a
st
r
u
g
g
le
I
wa
nt to
w
in
e
v
e
r
y
d
a
y
. I
do
n
’
t h
a
ve
a
n option.”

“
I
kno
w
.
B
ut some
d
a
y
s
I
don
’
t like
s
ee
i
n
g
y
ou h
a
ve
to
f
i
g
ht so h
a
r
d.”

H
e
h
a
d to s
wa
llow
t
w
i
c
e
b
ef
o
r
e
h
e
g
ot his mouth to
w
o
r
k
a
nd
g
e
t out
w
h
a
t he
h
a
d to s
a
y
.
“T
his is a
d
e
mon
I
h
a
v
e
to t
a
ke
do
w
n.
I
f
y
ou
f
e
e
l it
’
s too mu
c
h, if
y
ou
f
ee
l
y
o
u
w
a
nt to
wa
lk
aw
a
y
, t
e
ll me
no
w
.
I
w
o
n
’
t hold it
a
g
a
inst
y
ou.”
H
e
h
e
ld his b
r
e
a
th
a
nd
w
a
it
e
d
f
or
h
e
r
a
ns
w
er.