no one knew what would happen today . a shimmer of electric charge danced down the whip antenna strapped outside the tractor . taking him out of it , i think what we had was a one-of-a-kind thing , dont you think so ? he 's called , like , a hundred times , leaving messages . so she did n't blame him for the way their last good-bye had gone . the old mare just closed her eyes again . dad looked around the room , searching in vain for something to use as a weapon . 