There was nothing that I could say or do to convince her how damn unreasonable she was being.Or was there?Staring up at the ceiling from where I lay, ... thought things through.Mom felt guilty because she believed she was responsible for Dad's death. Well, when I was young and knew, deep down inside, that I'd done wrong, I always felt better in the end if I was caught and punished by my father, even if it hurt. Dad was fair but pretty strict, and whenever I really got out of line, he'd spank me. The men were from a cattle outfit in Pueblo. They’re going to pay.”“Kiss me and be on your way, Paul,” Opal Anne ordered. “I’m going to feed this little one as much as he can stand. Then Rory and I will join you.”Rory had been sitting quietly, taking in all around him in silence. Now he stood and took Daisy’s hand in his.“I’m sorry for what happened to you and your girls. I’m proud to have been able to be one who avenged you. Call us if you need us.”“Thank you, Rory,” she said before delivering. So I’m cool with a long ride 4 hours in the saddle no big deal for me but these guys? We made our plans to go to Wichita, Ks that’s about 4 hours from Tulsa Ok and they got real strip clubs there, tops and bottoms. You see Oklahoma is a dry state that is to say no strip clubs with nudity, and only 3.2 beers. The only way it could be worst is it was warm and flat. We got on the internet and got a map of Wichita from all places the Chamber of Commerce that showed where all the strip clubs. He wasn't amused. He let out a grunt, then swung again above my head. "Arrivederci, Sayonara, and--" Fuck off!" my father exclaimed as he slammed him with the chair. The killer fell down onto the floor, and didn't get up. I breathed a sigh of relief - while I didn't see when my father got free, I was thankful he did right then, and not a moment later."Way to go, dad!" I said.And that brings our story to a close. Well, mostly. He tied the bastard up, set me and MC free, called the police, err,.