her eyes shift in my direction and focus on me . whole herds of hundreds , sometimes thousands of head , are gone . but i 'm not exactly a normal seventeen-year-old girl either . the store was small , one of those neighborhood markets they had in small towns and no where else . that she went south has a meaning for us . 'an arm is not such an important thing to one who carries no weapons , is it ? ' cash did n't hesitate before repeating , `` what did you say ? '' 