Dancing Tides (28 page)

“
I
kno
w
, but the
w
a
y
he
l
ook
e
d
a
t me
th
a
t m
a
n h
a
t
e
s m
e
.”

“O
h,
K
ee
g
a
n, Co
r
d do
e
s
n
’
t h
a
te
y
ou n
e
a
r
l
y
a
s m
u
c
h
a
s he
h
a
t
e
s hims
e
lf
r
i
ght no
w
.”

“
W
h
a
t
’
s his d
ea
l
a
n
y
w
a
y
, oth
e
r
th
a
n the
w
hole
‘
d
r
inkin
g
hims
e
l
f
into obliv
i
on’ thin
g
?
”

She
p
a
tt
e
d h
e
r
th
i
g
h to g
e
t the
dog
’
s
a
tt
e
ntion.
W
h
e
n the
d
o
g
t
r
ott
e
d ov
er
,
she
b
e
nt do
w
n to s
cra
t
c
h his h
e
a
d
a
nd
e
ar
s.
“
W
h
a
t do
y
ou s
a
y
w
e
g
o
b
ac
k to the
bo
a
t
a
nd
g
e
t
our
stu
ff
,
G
uinn
e
ss?
L
e
t
’
s
g
o,
b
o
y
.
Y
ou did su
c
h a
g
ood job, didn
’
t
y
o
u
?
T
h
e
n
we’
ll
g
o
g
e
t
y
ou some
supp
er
.
T
h
a
t m
a
n
wa
s so lu
c
k
y
w
e
w
e
r
e
h
e
r
e
to h
e
lp him.”

Ke
e
g
a
n tu
r
n
e
d to
H
a
y
d
e
n.
“Y
ou think h
e’
s
g
oi
n
g to be
a
ll
r
i
g
ht.”
She
t
a
pp
e
d a
f
ing
e
r
to h
e
r
o
w
n t
e
mpl
e
.
“
U
p h
e
r
e
.”

H
a
y
d
e
n sh
r
u
gg
e
d.
“
I
ho
p
e
so.
G
o
g
e
t
y
our
stu
f
f
a
n
d
I
’
ll t
e
ll
y
ou
a
ll
I
know
a
bout Co
r
d
B
e
nn
e
tt.”

Af
t
e
r
r
e
t
r
i
e
vi
n
g
h
e
r
sh
o
e
s,
ce
ll phone
a
nd the
m
ac
kin
aw
, the
t
w
o
w
om
e
n t
o
ok o
f
f
do
w
n
Ocea
n St
r
e
e
t to
war
d t
h
e
F
a
nni
n
g
M
ar
i
n
e
R
e
s
c
ue
C
e
nt
er
.

I
t didn
’
t t
a
k
e
H
a
y
d
e
n long
to
g
o into a
d
e
t
a
il
e
d
a
c
c
ount of
w
h
a
t she
k
n
e
w
a
bout Co
r
d
’
s p
a
st, in
c
luding
the
sp
r
e
e
shooting
th
a
t h
a
d t
a
k
e
n
h
is
f
i
a
n
cé
e
’
s li
fe
.

Ke
e
g
a
n
l
e
t h
e
r
f
inish
a
nd
t
he
n s
a
id,
“
C
a
ssi
e
.
T
h
a
t
wa
s the
f
i
r
st
w
o
r
d out of
his mouth
af
t
e
r
h
e
r
e
g
a
in
e
d
c
on
s
c
iousn
e
ss.”
She
shook h
e
r
h
ea
d.
“T
h
a
t kind of
love
is som
e
thing
I
’
m just not
fa
mili
a
r
w
ith, it
’
s
w
h
a
t
m
y
g
r
a
ndp
a
r
e
nts h
a
d.
A
nd look
a
t
y
ou
e
v
e
r
y
t
i
me
E
th
a
n g
e
ts
w
ithin t
e
n
fee
t,
y
ou l
i
g
ht up like
a
g
a
u
d
y
n
e
on s
i
g
n.”

H
a
y
d
e
n sni
c
k
ere
d.
“
I
kn
o
w
.
Y
ou just
wa
it,
Ke
e
g
a
n
, on
c
e
y
ou
f
ind M
r
. R
i
g
ht, on
c
e
y
ou t
a
ke
th
a
t
fa
ll,
y
ou
’
ll be
r
i
g
ht th
e
r
e
w
ith m
e
.”

Ke
e
g
a
n sn
o
r
t
e
d.
“
Y
ea
h.
Su
re
.
W
h
a
t
e
v
er
.
Y
ou kn
o
w
y
o
u
’r
e
d
e
lusion
a
l,
r
i
g
h
t
?
T
his is P
e
li
ca
n Point
e
.
I
f
M
r
. Ri
g
ht is
ar
ound
h
er
e
h
e
must be
hiding
und
er
n
ea
th
o
ne
of
those
l
a
r
ge
r
o
c
ks on the
b
eac
h
I
h
a
ve
y
e
t to look und
er
.”

“H
e
y
,
y
ou n
e
v
e
r
kno
w
.
I
t
’
s possibl
e
.”
“Y
ou know
w
h
a
t
I
h
a
t
e
?
”

“
W
h
a
t
?
”

“
W
h
e
n a
p
e
r
fec
t
l
y
g
ood
f
r
i
e
nd
g
o
e
s
g
a
ga
a
nd st
ar
t
s s
ee
ing
lo
v
e
in the
a
ir
f
o
r
e
v
e
r
y
o
n
e
ar
ound h
er
.
Y
ou
’
ve
b
ee
n
m
arr
i
e
d,
w
h
a
t,
a
lmost a
month no
w
?
A
nd
y
o
u
’r
e
still
g
lo
w
in
g
.
G
od th
a
t is so—”

“
W
ond
erf
ul
?
”
H
a
y
d
e
n
f
inish
e
d, bumping
h
e
r
fr
i
e
nd
’
s should
e
r
a
nd l
e
tti
n
g out a
huge si
g
h.
“
Sue
me
b
eca
u
s
e
I
wan
t
e
v
e
r
y
o
n
e
e
lse
to
b
e
a
s h
a
p
p
y
a
s
I
a
m.”