Dancing Tides (49 page)

B
ut on
c
e
h
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st
e
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e
d ins
i
de
Dr
e
a’
s
F
lo
wer
s
a
fa
m
i
li
a
r
sm
e
ll hit him
a
nd he
kn
e
w
this id
e
a h
a
d b
ee
n
a
big
mist
a
k
e
.
U
n
w
illin
g
l
y
,
h
e
inh
a
l
e
d
t
he
s
ce
nt of
lili
e
s.
A
t l
ea
st
he
thou
g
ht it
wa
s the si
c
k
e
nin
g
,
fr
a
g
ra
n
c
e
hitting
his nost
r
ils th
a
t h
a
d him
rea
d
y
to bolt b
ac
k out
into the
st
ree
t.
O
n
a
n
e
mp
t
y
stom
ac
h
fr
o
m not h
a
ving
e
a
t
e
n in
a
l
most t
we
n
t
y
-f
o
u
r
hou
r
s,
he
wa
nt
e
d to
g
e
t his o
r
d
e
r
pl
a
c
e
d
a
nd
done
w
ith
a
nd
g
e
t out of
th
ere
.

W
h
e
n he
spott
e
d the
p
er
k
y
b
r
u
n
e
tte
st
a
ndi
n
g
b
e
hi
n
d the
c
ount
e
r
a
rra
n
g
i
n
g
l
ong
-
st
e
mmed
w
hite
r
os
e
s in a
d
a
r
k blue
v
a
s
e
, he
s
wa
llo
we
d
h
a
r
d
a
nd
g
utt
e
d it out.

H
e
c
l
e
are
d his th
r
o
a
t.
“
W
h
a
t
ca
n
I
do
f
o
r
y
ou
?
”

“D
o
y
ou know
K
ee
g
a
n
F
a
nnin
g
?
”

Dre
a
e
y
e
d the
m
a
n
w
ith op
e
n
c
u
r
iosi
t
y
.
H
e
h
a
d t
h
e
most
g
o
r
g
e
ous d
ee
p
b
r
o
w
n
e
y
e
s
a
nd his long
blondish h
a
ir
m
a
de
him s
e
x
y
a
s h
e
ll,
e
v
e
n
if
his
fac
e
look
e
d
a
s th
o
u
g
h he
h
a
dn
’
t sh
a
v
e
d in a
c
ouple
of
d
a
y
s. S
c
r
u
f
f
in
e
ss
a
sid
e
, she
d
ec
id
e
d
a
c
ustom
e
r
w
a
s a
c
usto
m
er
.
“
Su
re
,
I
we
nt to s
c
hool
w
ith h
e
r
fr
om
f
i
r
st
g
r
a
de
on.
W
h
y
?
”

“
I
wa
nt to s
e
nd
h
e
r
r
o
s
e
s.
I
f
y
ou know
h
e
r
we
ll,
m
a
y
b
e
y
ou
c
ould pi
c
k out
som
e
thing
f
or me
y
ou
’
r
e
su
r
e
sh
e’
ll li
k
e
.”
H
e
r
eac
h
e
d in his b
ac
k
po
c
k
e
t
f
or
his
w
a
ll
e
t
a
nd
his
cre
dit
car
d.
“T
hose
w
hite
on
e
s
y
o
u
’
r
e
w
o
r
ki
n
g
on
w
ill do
f
in
e
, or
som
e
thing
e
lse
just
a
s ni
ce
,
w
h
a
t
e
v
e
r
she lik
e
s.”

T
he
b
r
un
e
tt
e’
s
e
y
e
b
r
o
w
s
arc
h
e
d in unmist
a
k
a
b
l
e
,
c
u
r
ious
fa
shion. She
g
ra
b
b
e
d h
e
r
o
r
d
e
r p
a
d.
“Y
ou
w
a
nt to s
e
nd
Ke
e
g
a
n
F
a
nni
n
g
w
hite
r
o
s
e
s?
Kee
g
a
n
F
a
nni
n
g
the
w
om
a
n
w
ho
r
uns the
re
s
c
ue
ce
nt
e
r
,
r
i
g
ht
?
”

“O
ne
a
nd t
h
e
s
a
m
e
.
W
h
y
ar
e
y
ou
so su
r
p
r
is
e
d
?
”

“
W
e
ll
f
or
one
thin
g
,
a
s
f
a
r
a
s
I
know
K
e
e
g
a
n F
a
n
n
ing
h
a
sn
’
t
g
ott
e
n
f
lo
w
er
s
sin
c
e
s
e
nior p
r
om.
T
hose
we
r
e
viol
e
ts, a
wr
ist
c
o
r
s
a
ge
a
s
I
r
e
c
a
ll, h
a
d to be
a
lmost t
e
n
y
ear
s b
a
c
k.
K
ee
g
a
n lik
e
s the
c
olor
blu
e
.
T
his
arra
n
g
e
m
e
nt h
e
r
e
is
f
or
M
y
r
tle
P
e
ttibon
e
.
I
t
’
s
h
e
r
bi
r
thd
a
y
tod
a
y
, s
e
v
e
n
t
y
y
ea
r
s
y
ou
n
g
.
He
r
sist
er
, P
r
issie
Ga
t
e
s,
wa
n
ts to su
r
p
r
ise
h
er
.”