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Stones Five      Her head throbbed.      There was too much information for her to take in, too much for her think about.      Just.      Too.      Much.      She sat on her bed, trying to make sense of all Sam had told her that night, all that Sam had explained, all that he had kept from her for the last two years. A solitary tear began to walk down her face. She thought of wiping it away but allowed it to continue its path down her cheek. She felt the bead of water as it rolled round her chin and focused her energies on visualising the droplet; it took her mind away from Sam.      She saw in her minds eye the tear holding o