I went to my office. My CO chatted with me for some time and told me to take whatever reasonable time I needed to 'get straightened out' and keep him informed of my progress or lack thereof.
My life went on for another couple of weeks. I went to work, did my job, mowed my lawn, and washed and waxed my car.
Then one morning the call came. "Hello," I answered.
"Is this Major Fred Sadler?"
"It is."
"Major Sadler, this is Margie from the DNA testing center. Several weeks ago you dropped off some samples for us to test for you."
"Yes, I did."
"Well, the results are back and you are welcome to come in and see them."
"Can't you just tell me now?"
"No sir, I can't. We can either mail them to the address you gave us or show them to you in person. We have no way of verifying over the phone
