"Will you take a DNA test so I can know for sure?" she asked."What is it you want, young lady, a father in a prison? Just go home and call this a mist...ake." Joe, that's your name, isn't it? My father's name was Joe McVay and he went to prison over twenty-five years ago. I want to find him," said the young woman."I have a question for you. If what you say is true then why would you wait twenty-five years to see him?" I asked."I was told he was dead and I just found out differently this year. I. This was all designed to teach me a lesson but instead I managed to find ways around it. There was the typical and cliché way of scaling the trellis up the side of the house and getting in through my bedroom window, but I found that that made too much noise and my step-dad Jack caught me one night when I was half way up. The garage had a little side door on it that led through to the backyard, so what I had done before I left, was make sure that it wasn’t locked and left slightly ajar. Apart. We’ll be back about this time tomorrow. We’ll see you then, Doctor.”Curie said, “I would like to stay here with the Doctor, so that if the caretaker gives approval, I will be ready.”“I don’t know what else we’re going to face here in the Commonwealth. I’d prefer you to come with us, just in case we need your scientific or medical expertise.”She sounded disappointed, “Very well, madam. I understand.”My companions followed me back up the stairs. “What are you thinking, Tina?”“Well, Piper, I think. The llluuuuvvv Doctor." She reachesover to the bedside table where all the equipment is and picks up abottle. "This is a lubricant, it helps reduce friction, prevents skinirritation. Sometimes you want friction but not tonight. You cansubstitute baby oil, which won't raise any suspicions at home. Girls usebaby oil for a whole lotta stuff." She flipped the top of the bottle upand dribbled some oil into the palm of her left hand, then rubbed herpalms together. She took a breath and slowly.