Dancing Tides (212 page)

“
So a
g
host
h
e
lp
e
d
y
ou
w
ith
a
ll th
a
t
?
S
c
ott
’
s b
ee
n bug
g
i
n
g
the
h
e
ll out of
Co
r
d.
A
nd—”

B
ut
H
a
y
d
e
n didn
’
t l
e
t h
e
r
f
inish.
“
M
a
y
be
Co
r
d n
ee
ds bug
g
i
n
g
.
D
id
y
ou
c
o
n
sid
e
r
th
a
t? Co
r
d
arr
iv
e
d in to
w
n
a
f
t
e
r
b
e
ing
in
a
d
ar
k p
l
ac
e
f
o
r
a
r
e
a
l
l
y
lo
n
g
tim
e
,
K
e
e
g
a
n.
H
e
h
a
s major issu
e
s. M
a
y
be
S
c
ott is t
r
y
i
n
g
to h
e
lp him
t
he
s
a
me
w
a
y
he
h
e
lp
e
d
m
e
.”

“Y
ou
r
e
a
l
l
y
b
e
li
e
ve
th
a
t
?
”

“
I
do.”

“
B
ut
w
h
y
?
”

“Ne
v
e
r
did
I
e
v
e
r
think
I
c
ould be
this h
a
p
p
y
af
t
e
r
the
m
e
ss
I
’
d m
a
de
o
f
m
y
li
f
e
in Chi
ca
g
o.
L
i
f
e
h
a
s u
n
e
x
p
ec
t
e
d
r
o
a
ds
w
ith un
e
x
p
ec
t
e
d t
w
ists
a
nd tu
r
ns
a
nd
o
ut
c
om
e
s,
Ke
e
g
a
n. Come
to think of
it,
I
’
m
p
re
t
t
y
su
r
e
I
’
v
e
d
r
iv
e
n d
o
w
n
e
v
e
r
y
o
n
e
of
those
u
n
e
x
p
ec
t
e
d
r
o
a
ds.
I
n
fac
t,
E
th
a
n
w
a
s one
of
t
h
ose
e
ndi
n
g
s
I
didn
’
t s
e
e
c
omin
g
.”

H
a
y
d
e
n h
e
ld
h
e
r
h
a
nds
o
ut
w
ide
a
nd look
e
d
ar
ou
n
d the
sto
re
.
“A
nd
a
ll the
w
hile
those
r
o
a
ds l
e
d me
r
i
g
ht h
e
r
e
w
h
er
e
I
e
nd
e
d up m
a
rr
i
e
d
t
o the
most
w
ond
erf
ul
g
u
y
in the
w
o
r
ld,
a
nd in
e
i
g
ht mo
r
e
months
I
’
ll
h
a
ve
E
th
a
n
’
s b
a
b
y
.
”
H
e
r
h
a
nd
a
utom
a
ti
ca
l
l
y
re
st
e
d
o
n h
e
r
f
l
a
t stom
ac
h.
“
I
’
m
r
unni
n
g
m
y
o
w
n b
u
sin
e
ss in a
pl
ac
e
I
n
e
v
er
,
e
v
e
r
w
ould
’
v
e
so
u
g
ht out in a
million
y
ear
s.
A
nd just look
a
t
a
ll
I
h
a
v
e
no
w
.”

“
B
ut h
e
’
s a
g
host,
H
a
y
d
e
n. S
c
ott do
e
sn
’
t b
e
long
h
ere
,
w
a
lking
a
mong
t
h
e
livin
g
, s
c
a
r
i
n
g p
e
opl
e
.”

“
S
a
y
s
w
ho?
O
f
c
ou
r
se
he
b
e
lon
g
s
h
ere
.
I
f
not h
e
re
,
w
h
ere
?
T
his is his hom
e
to
w
n,
Ke
e
g
a
n, t
h
e
pl
a
c
e
w
h
e
r
e
he’
s m
o
st
c
om
f
o
r
t
a
bl
e
, t
h
e
pl
ac
e
w
h
e
r
e
he
g
r
e
w
up
af
t
e
r
his p
a
re
nts di
e
d.
F
r
om
m
y
st
a
ndpoi
n
t,
I
’
d
s
a
y
S
c
ott Phillips
k
no
w
s
e
x
ac
t
l
y
w
h
a
t h
e’
s
a
bout.
He’
s s
ee
n h
ear
t
a
c
he
up
c
lo
s
e
a
nd
p
er
son
a
l.
H
e
kn
o
w
s the
t
o
w
n
a
nd the
p
e
ople
in it
b
e
tt
e
r
th
a
n
a
n
y
o
n
e
. P
er
son
a
l
l
y
,
I
don
’
t
wa
nt
him
g
oing
a
n
y
w
h
e
r
e
e
l
s
e
.”