The kimono was hot and stifling in the May heat, weighing him down, Satou adjusting it uncomfortably as he watched the Matsuyo procession emerge from ...he trees. They had followed the footpath up from the West, their shoen was situation further down the valley, it must have been a long and arduous climb.His father and brother were clad in similar kimonos, formal clothing in a shade of black with white undergarments, while his mother’s was made from fine blue silk and decorated with floral. Not only that but in small exchange, my wife asked if it was better than she thought it would be, with a reply of “oh yes “ from her, then Heather asking her if she would like to join them again to a “will see” from who ever it was.Then suddenly I heard dishes from the kitchen being put into the sink so I knew Heather had gotten up from the couch. Quickly I got my pants back up and putting her phone back into her purse. Getting things put away just in the nick of time as Heather came in and. I knew your father back when we were both students at the University of Washington. We'd tried to keep in touch as best we could after we left the U, but they moved both of us around a lot, and then in early summer of '43 I was assigned to a brand new ship, the USS Bates."I don't know exactly where they stationed your dad at that time, but our ship originally just sailed escort duty to England, and later they converted her to a high-speed transport. As I recall it was in late October of '43.. . I..." Petra started to say and then closed her eyes."Yes?!" Just ask Sabina, she is the girl you are after!" She is?" Agent 7 asked somewhat surprised."Yes, I am ... um ... sure that she has the information you seek."Agent 7 grabbed her by the throat again and said, "And you aren't lying to me?"Petra's eyes looked bewildered when she noticed she couldn't breathe again, and when Agent 7 let loose, she coughed for air and then said, "No! No! She knows what you need to know! Please, stop hurting.