Dancing Tides (206 page)

“
W
h
y
?
W
h
y
do
y
ou sup
p
ose
h
e’
s still h
a
n
g
i
n
g
ar
o
un
d
?
Shouldn
’
t he
wa
nt—to
g
e
t to the oth
e
r
sid
e
—or
som
e
thi
n
g
?
”

J
o
r
d
a
n n
arr
o
we
d
h
e
r
e
y
e
s.
“H
e
lov
e
s this pl
ace
,
K
e
e
g
a
n, the
to
w
n, t
h
e
p
e
o
p
l
e
.
H
e
c
are
s
f
or
th
e
m in a
w
a
y I
n
e
v
e
r
c
ould h
a
ve
p
r
e
di
c
t
e
d.
I
n
m
y
opinion,
w
ith S
c
ott i
t
’
s the
‘
or
som
e
thi
n
g
.’ I
do
n
’
t
wa
nt him to l
ea
v
e
,
Ke
e
g
a
n.
T
his is his hom
e
.
W
h
y
don
’
t
y
ou
a
sk
Ha
y
d
e
n h
o
w
he
g
ot to h
e
r
l
a
st
fa
ll
r
i
g
ht
af
t
e
r
s
h
e
g
ot
h
ere
?
”

“H
a
y
d
e
n
’
s s
ee
n him, to
o
?
”
T
h
a
t
wa
s a
re
v
e
l
a
tion
she
h
a
dn
’
t s
e
e
n
c
omin
g
.

“O
h,
y
ea
h.
Acc
o
r
di
n
g
to h
er
, S
c
ott
g
ot h
e
r
th
r
o
u
gh a
rea
l
l
y
r
o
u
g
h time
l
a
st
y
ea
r
.
T
h
e
y
f
o
r
g
e
d a
bond
.
”

A
s
Ke
e
g
a
n
c
h
e
we
d on t
h
a
t the
re
st of
the
af
t
er
no
o
n, she
thou
g
ht the
w
hole
thing
w
ith S
c
ott just k
e
pt
g
e
tting
we
i
r
d
e
r
b
y
the
d
a
y
.

B
ut the
s
c
i
e
ntist in h
er
,
p
lus a
h
ea
v
y
dose
o
f
old
-
f
a
shion
e
d
c
u
r
iosi
t
y
n
ee
d
e
d some d
e
t
a
il
e
d
a
ns
w
e
r
s.

Rob
b
y
M
ac
k St
e
v
e
ns
w
o
ke
l
a
te
in the
af
t
er
noon
i
n a
s
ee
d
y
mot
e
l
r
oom in
R
e
no,
Ne
v
a
da,
w
ith the
h
a
n
g
o
v
e
r
f
r
om h
e
ll
a
nd C
a
n
d
y
,
a
hook
e
r
l
ef
tov
e
r
f
r
om the
n
i
g
ht b
e
f
o
re
.

He’
d som
e
how
g
ott
e
n s
i
d
e
t
rac
k
e
d on his v
e
r
y
f
i
r
s
t visit to R
e
no.
H
e
thou
g
ht h
e’
d b
ee
n so
c
l
e
v
e
r
sid
e
st
e
ppi
n
g
L
a
s
V
e
g
a
s
f
o
r
the
sm
a
ll
e
r
a
r
e
na
th
a
t
c
l
a
im
e
d to be
“
T
h
e
B
i
g
g
e
st
L
ittle
Ci
t
y
in the
W
o
r
ld.”

Rob
b
y
h
a
d t
e
st
e
d
J
ohn
G
old
’
s lu
c
k
a
nd
g
ott
e
n pull
e
d into
g
a
mi
n
g
,
w
hi
c
h
h
e
dis
c
ov
ere
d he
wa
sn
’
t v
e
r
y
g
ood
a
t
b
eca
use
b
l
ac
kj
a
c
k h
a
d p
re
t
t
y
mu
c
h ki
c
k
e
d his
a
ss.

H
e
h
a
dn
’
t h
a
d
a
n
y
b
e
tt
e
r
l
uc
k
a
t
cra
ps
o
r
f
or
th
a
t
m
a
tt
e
r
pok
e
r
or
t
h
e
slot m
ac
hin
e
s.