Blood From a Stone (6 page)

S
he
s
t
a
rt
ed
t
o
r
un
a
r
ound
t
he
co
r
ner
for
he
l
p,
but
t
o her
a
m
a
z
e
m
en
t
,
t
he
a
tt
ack
j
ust
s
t
opped
as
qu
i
c
k
l
y
a
s
i
t
s
t
a
rt
ed.
T
he
do
g
,
w
it
h
t
he
s
tr
an
g
e
r’
s
b
l
ood s
m
ea
r
ed on
it’
s
m
u
zz
l
e sudden
l
y
ca
l
m
ed
do
w
n
as
a
l
ook
of
peace
c
r
ossed
it
s
f
ea
t
u
r
es.
I
t
l
et
g
o
of
t
he
m
an
’
s
a
r
m
, and be
g
an
i
ns
t
ead
t
o
l
i
ck
t
he
w
ound and sat
bes
i
de h
i
m
qu
i
e
tl
y
w
a
gg
i
ng
it
s
t
a
il
.

W
ill
ow
s
t
a
r
ed
i
n
s
il
ence
and
a
w
e,
as
h
e
r
eached do
w
n and pa
tt
ed
t
he an
i
m
a
l’
s
head.
H
e
l
oo
k
ed un
f
a
z
ed as
h
i
s b
l
ood d
ri
pped 
on
t
o 
t
he 
pa
v
e
m
ent 
f
or 
a 
m
o
m
ent 
and  
t
hen
m
y
s
t
e
ri
ous
l
y
be
g
an
t
o s
l
ow
and s
t
op.

S
he
app
r
oached
h
i
m cau
ti
ous
l
y
,
s
til
l
a
fr
a
i
d
t
he
dog
m
i
g
ht
t
u
r
n
on
her
a
g
a
i
n,
and
f
or
t
he
fir
st
ti
m
e
g
ot
a
g
ood
l
ook at
t
he
m
an
w
ho
‘
d
j
ust
sa
v
ed
t
he
m
.

H
e
w
as
t
a
ll
,
w
it
h
sandy b
r
o
w
n
ha
i
r
t
h
a
t
hung
w
e
l
l be
l
ow
h
i
s
shou
l
de
r
s,
and
l
oo
k
ed
li
k
e
i
t
had
been
k
i
ssed by
t
he sun.
H
i
s
e
y
es
t
hat
w
e
r
e
so b
l
ue she cou
l
d
m
a
k
e out
t
he
i
r
co
l
or e
v
en
i
n
t
he
d
i
m
li
g
h
t
.
H
i
s
t
ee
t
h
w
e
r
e
beau
tif
u
l
,
s
tr
a
i
g
ht
and
w
h
it
e,
and
he
had
a
day
o
l
d
g
r
o
w
t
h
of
bea
r
d
shado
w
i
ng
t
he con
t
ou
r
s
of
h
i
s
f
ace.
H
e
had
on
a
li
g
ht
co
l
o
r
ed bu
t
t
on do
w
n sh
irt
,
t
he
s
l
ee
v
e
now
b
l
oods
t
a
i
ned,
and
a
b
l
ack
l
e
at
her dus
t
e
r
.
E
v
e
r
y
t
h
i
ng
see
m
ed
t
o
be
m
o
v
i
ng
i
n
s
l
ow
m
o
ti
on
and
y
et
her hea
r
t
w
as
pound
i
ng a hund
r
ed
m
il
es a
m
i
nu
t
e. Ma
y
be
i
t
w
as
j
ust
t
he
ad
r
ena
li
ne
r
ush
i
ng
t
h
r
ou
g
h her
v
e
i
ns.
O
r
m
a
y
be
i
t
w
as because
he
l
oo
k
ed
li
k
e
a
m
odel
fr
om one
of
t
hose
c
ol
o
g
ne
ads
i
n
C
os
m
o?
D
i
d
g
u
y
s
li
k
e
t
hat
r
ea
ll
y ex
i
s
t
?
A
ppa
r
en
t
l
y so, b
e
cause he
r
e
w
as
one s
t
and
i
ng
i
n
fr
ont
of
her
i
n
t
he
fl
esh.

S
he
t
ook
a
deep
b
r
ea
t
h
,
tr
y
i
ng
t
o
r
e
g
a
i
n
her
co
m
p
o
su
r
e and not
s
t
a
r
e. “
O
h,
m
y
G
od, I
can
’
t
t
hank
y
ou enou
g
h
f
or
w
hat
y
ou
j
ust
d
i
d.
My
na
m
e
’
s
W
ill
ow
D
a
lt
on.
I
’
m a
nu
r
se.
L
et
m
e see
y
our
a
r
m
,”
she
sa
i
d
r
each
i
ng
out
t
o
ha
v
e
a
l
ook
at
w
hat
w
as p
r
obab
l
y
a nas
t
y
w
ound
t
hat
w
ou
l
d need s
tit
ches.