just earlier that day , i 'd seen her in the thick of social life with the others . `` you guys are your own weapons . '' she figured if he was going to say anything , it would have been then . he stopped only a pace from her . now he never looked at them . he drove the tractor out from the darkness of the shed , through the open door . and yet ... something about all this seemed so convenient . and thats the way its been for ten years . 