Blood From a Stone by Cynthia Lucas Read Free Book Online

r , t he band w as fi n i sh i ng up t he end of t he i r set and she t u r ned t o h i m and sa i d, “We ll , li s t en. I t w as r ea ll y n i ce t o m eet y ou, S a m son and t hank y ou for t he dance, and a g a i n, f or w hat y ou d i d ea rli e r . I f y ou hadn ’ t co m e a l ong li k e y ou d i d, she and I w ou l d p r obab l y be i n t he E R ri g ht now ou r se l v es. B u t it’ s g e tti ng  l a t e, and w e r ea ll y shou l d be head i ng ho m e no w .”
    “W il l I see y ou a g a i n?” he as k ed, k no w i ng da m ned w e l l i t w as t he exact w r ong t h i ng t o do. “ C an I g et y our nu m ber  or  so m e t h i n g ?  Ma y be w e can  g o f or  co f f ee so m e ti m e.”
    “ O k a y . Whe r e ’ s y our ce ll … I ‘l l g i v e y ou m y nu m be r . ” S he no r m a ll y w ou l d not be g i v i ng i t out t o so m e g uy she ’ d j ust m e t , but he had ri s k ed h i s o w n lif e and li m b f or her and S asha, and he a lr eady k new w he r e she w o r k e d . S o she fi g u r ed i t w as w o rt h t he ri s k .
    H e l oo k ed pu zz l ed. H e t hou g ht t o h i m se lf , C e ll ? OH . Y eah… t hose t h i ngs t hat everyone he l d t o t he i r ears or see m ed t o be t app i ng t he i r fi ngers on.
    H e had t o t h i nk f ast so he d i dn ’ t sc r ew up h i s a n s w e r . “I don ’ t ha v e m i ne w it h m e ri g ht no w . I l ost it . C an

y ou j ust w rit e i t do w n f or m e and I ’l l ca l l y ou w h e n I g et a new one or w hen I g et ho m e.”
    “ Y eah. H ang on a sec.” S he dug i n her pu r se f or a pen and paper and w r o t e i t do w n f or h i m . H er h a nd w riti ng w as s li g h tl y m essy fr om drinking one t oo m any of t hose si n ful green concoctions , but l e g i b l e none t he l ess.
    S he handed h i m t he pape r . “ O k a y , t hen. S o, ca l l m e and w e ’l l g et t o g e t her f or co ff ee or l unch  m a y be.” S he g r abbed S asha and t hey headed t o w a r d t he door and g r oaned w hen t hey l oo k ed ou t . I t had be g un sno w i ng ha r d and e v en t hou g h t hey d i dn ’ t appear t o be ac t ua ll y d r un k , t h e y d i d seem j ust a t ad w obb l y on t he i r f ee t .
    H e l oo k ed conce r ned and hoped t hey  w e r e not p l ann i ng t o d ri v e.
    H e r an f o r w a r d t o s t op t he m . “ H e y ! Wa i t a m i nu t e. Y ou ’r e not d ri v i ng a r e y ou? I m ean, no o ff ense but y ou had a coup l e i n t he r e and  i f i t s t a rt s t o  i ce…. y ou  k no w .” H e sh r u gg ed.
    W ill ow ha t ed t o ad m i t i t but he w as ri g h t . S o w hat no w ? Was he g o i ng t o o ff er t o d ri v e her ho m e? S he w asn ’ t r ea ll y co m f o rt ab l e w it h t hat e v en t hou g h S asha w ou l d be w it h t he m .
    S he w ou l d j ust ca l l a cab. B ut t hen of cou r se, she ’ d ha v e t o l ea v e her car and she d i dn ’ t w ant t o do t h a t e i t he r , but she d i dn ’ t r ea ll y ha v e m uch cho i ce. S he d i a l ed 411 i n f o r m a ti on, g ot t he nu m ber of a l o c al t axi se r v i ce and as k ed f or a cab t o be sent and qu i c k l y hung up.
    “ O k a y , done.” she sa i d. S he l oo k ed up at S a m son. “ S pea k i ng of d ri v i n g , how a r e y ou g o i ng t o g et ho m e ? I t’ s not sa f e out he r e ! ”
    H o m e…it had been so l ong s i nce he ’ d had one he f o r g ot w hat i t f e l t li k e.  What a j o k e! T he on l y t h i ng t hat w ou l d su ffi c i en tl y t a k e h i m ho m e t o h i s pe r ch on th e s i de of t he o l d c hurch w ou l d be a ho i st and l adde r . I t w as tr u l y l au g h ab l e, but he k ept h i s cool and ans w e r ed her q u es ti on.
    “I d i dn ’ t d ri v e. I t ook a cab he r e, so w ou l d i t be o k ay i f I sha r ed y ou r s?”
    N o w , w he r e exac tl y he w ou l d g o a ft er d r opp i ng t h e se t w o o ff , he w asn ’ t su r e. H e k new t hey w e r en ’ t up f o r any of t he l e w d f an t as