Dancing Tides (42 page)

B
ut h
e
r
lips, sh
e’
d
h
a
d the
so
f
t
e
st lips.
H
e
mi
g
ht
n
ot
re
m
e
mb
e
r
h
e
r
mouth on his but he
c
ould im
a
g
ine
w
h
a
t it
fe
l
t lik
e
.

Sh
e’
d b
rea
t
h
e
d li
f
e
b
a
c
k
into him.

He
r
n
a
me
wa
s
K
e
e
g
a
n.
T
h
a
t
’
s
w
h
a
t
N
i
c
k
h
a
d
ca
ll
e
d h
er
.
W
h
a
t kind of
w
om
a
n h
a
d a n
a
me
like
K
ee
g
a
n
a
n
y
wa
y
?
S
h
e
’
d
ac
t
e
d
a
s tho
u
g
h
she
ac
tu
a
l
l
y
c
are
d
—
ca
re
d
a
bout a
st
ra
n
g
e
r
, a
w
o
r
thl
e
ss pi
ec
e
o
f
shit like
him
w
ho
wa
nt
e
d to
e
n
d his us
e
l
e
ss
e
x
ist
e
n
ce
.

G
od.
H
e
did
n
ee
d
h
e
lp.

H
e
h
a
d to
w
ond
e
r
if
it
w
a
s too l
a
te
to m
a
ke
th
a
t
c
h
a
nge
e
v
e
r
y
one
k
e
pt t
a
lking
a
bout.
H
e h
a
d to hope
it
wa
sn
’
t.

Co
r
d s
a
t up on his
c
ot
a
nd look
e
d
ar
ound.
J
e
sus, he
s
cr
ubb
e
d
a
h
a
nd o
v
e
r
h
is
fac
e
a
nd
re
m
e
mb
e
r
e
d now
th
a
t
E
t
h
a
n Co
d
y
h
a
d lo
c
k
e
d h
i
m up,
c
a
g
e
d him, like
o
n
e
of
the
b
a
r
n
a
nim
a
ls
a
t the
far
m.

H
is
e
y
e
s s
ca
n
n
e
d up
w
a
r
d
to
t
h
e
ca
m
e
r
a
ov
er
h
ea
d.

Ok
a
y
,
Be
n
n
e
tt,
y
ou n
e
e
d
to g
e
t r
e
al s
e
rious about
c
on
v
in
c
ing th
e
se
p
e
ople
y
ou are
one hundr
e
d p
e
r
ce
nt sa
n
e
a
n
d
ve
r
y
,
v
e
ry
sorry
for
e
v
e
r ta
k
ing a short walk
into
the
o
ce
an.

T
h
re
e
thous
a
nd mil
e
s
awa
y
, l
o
c
k
e
d inside
S
a
ndh
u
r
st St
a
te
M
e
nt
a
l
H
ospit
a
l, Rob
b
y
M
ac
k St
e
v
e
ns
w
o
r
k
e
d on his
e
s
ca
pe
pl
a
n.

F
or
the
p
a
st
y
e
a
r
a
nd a
h
a
lf
h
e’
d do
n
e
e
v
e
r
y
thi
n
g he
c
ould to
c
onvin
c
e
his
o
w
n l
a
w
y
er
,
a
s
we
ll
a
s the
m
ea
l
y
-
mout
h
e
d judg
e
s h
e’
d stood in
f
r
ont of
using
his h
a
n
g
-
d
o
g
p
er
son
a
,
a
lo
n
g
w
ith a
v
ar
i
e
t
y
of
h
ea
d d
o
c
to
r
s, th
a
t he
wa
s
a
s
c
hi
z
oid.

W
h
a
t
f
ools th
e
y
a
ll
w
e
r
e
f
or
b
e
li
e
vi
n
g
th
a
t. Rob
b
y
M
ac
k
wa
s
a
s
s
a
ne
a
s the
re
st of
A
m
er
i
ca.

T
hou
g
h th
e
y
’
d s
ea
l
e
d h
i
m
aw
a
y
in a
m
e
nt
a
l
w
ar
d
a
nd put him on m
e
ds he
didn
’
t n
ee
d
a
nd th
a
t he
o
f
t
e
n spit out,
Rob
b
y
k
e
pt up his
r
us
e
.
H
e
re
l
i
g
ious
l
y
a
tt
e
nd
e
d
h
is
a
n
g
e
r
m
a
n
a
g
e
m
e
nt
c
l
a
ss
e
s th
r
e
e
tim
e
s a
w
ee
k,
e
v
e
n tho
u
g
h it piss
e
d him o
f
f
to do so.
O
ld Rob
b
y
M
a
c
k
wa
s no
f
ool.
H
e
m
a
de
su
r
e
he
m
a
int
a
i
n
e
d his
c
ool th
r
ou
g
hout
t
he
s
e
ssions.
H
e
e
v
e
n m
a
de
s
ur
e
he
p
re
t
e
n
d
ed re
mo
r
se
a
nd
c
ont
r
ition.

T
he
su
c
k
er
s
a
l
w
a
y
s
w
a
n
t
e
d a
d
e
ce
nt m
e
mb
e
r
o
f
s
o
c
i
e
t
y
to show
r
e
g
r
e
t
a
nd
re
mo
r
se
f
o
r
w
h
a
t th
e
y
’
d don
e
. Rob
b
y
kn
e
w
the
d
r
ill—
b
y
h
e
a
r
t—
a
nd
wa
s mo
r
e
t
h
a
n
w
illing
to pl
a
y
his p
ar
t.

A
t l
ea
st he
wa
s
n
’
t
f
o
r
c
e
d
to
wea
r
a
n
o
ra
n
ge
jumpsuit
a
t
W
a
ll
e
ns Rid
g
e
St
a
te
P
r
ison n
ear
B
ig
Stone
Ga
p
w
h
er
e
th
e
y
w
er
e
p
r
one
to putting mu
r
d
erer
s in solit
a
r
y
c
o
n
f
in
e
m
e
nt
a
nd th
r
o
w
i
n
g
aw
a
y
the
k
e
y
.
N
op
e
, the
c
on h
e’
d b
e
e
n
r
unni
n
g
f
o
r
the
p
a
st
e
i
g
ht
ee
n mont
h
s h
a
d p
re
v
e
n
t
e
d th
a
t
fr
om h
a
pp
e
ni
n
g
.

Her
e
a
t S
a
ndhu
r
st, Robby
M
a
c
k simp
l
y
bid his time
in this
cra
p of
a
hol
e-
in
-
th
e-wa
ll until he
f
ound a
w
a
y
out.
H
e
’
d b
e
e
n s
c
outing
the
b
e
st possible
w
a
y
o
f
f
the
f
loor
eac
h
a
nd
e
v
e
r
y
time
th
e
y
m
a
d
e
him t
a
ke
the
wa
lk do
w
n
t
h
e
h
a
ll to s
pen
d a
little
mo
r
e
time
w
ith the
sh
r
ink.

I
t
w
a
s on
l
y
a
m
a
tt
e
r
o
f
time
until he
f
ound a
w
a
y
out.
H
e
did,
af
t
e
r
a
ll, h
a
v
e
som
e
one
w
illing
to h
e
lp him.