"I'll tell the bouncer!" I volunteered, and started toward the nearest one I could see, but Barbara grabbed my arm."No!" she said, "We'll get thrown o...t too!"We finally got our drinks. I don't know what Barbara ordered for me, but she swore it had no alcohol. She said we needed our wits about us.After a few dances with sweaty estrangeiros, not all of them American, I saw Barbara headed for the door with a short, mustachioed man with graying hair. She waved at me as she left.An hour and a half. I had tried to track them down in Vegas, but her fathers name (John Smith) made that almost impossible. Mark was a manager at a store there, and she said he would be thrilled to hear from me again.“You know, he has tried to find you also Paul. But he never knew where your dad lived other than in 'LA', and your mom remarried and moved right after you left and we lost that also. I know every few years he looks for you in phone books, hoping you move back home.”I told her about what I had done. My. With that, she raised the paddle and brought it down with a loud thwack right across moms bottom cheeks. She loved how mom's bottom caved in and was flattened by the paddle, but equally, as the paddle was raised, she loved the way that it left a huge red mark but with circles cut out of it.She knew from her own experience of being spanked with the same paddle that it really did hurt much more than a hairbrush or even a paddle the same size but without the holes. So, knowing that, she was still. .. (Sanosuke is standing in a rocky, weed-choked field.)Sanosuke: Terrible. Forget this year, they aren't gonna be able to grow anything here for a long time.(The Higashidani family is walking by; Uki catches sight of him.)Uki: Hey! What do you think you're doing! Get out of our fields!Sanosuke: They're not really fields, more like wasteland.Uki: Shut up! I don't care, just get out!(Sanosuke gives her an odd look.)Higashidani (stiffly): How do y'do.Sanosuke: How do y'do.Higashidani: I hear you.