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want.”
    “I do…”
    “Okay…” But he was having a hard time figuring out how this would work. How would she explain her absences? Or was Niklas so self-involved that he didn’t notice her comings and goings? Perhaps he was. “Laney?”
    “Yes?”
    “It can’t always be like this.”
    “I know. It won’t. I promise. I need to figure out the right way to do this…to leave him.”
    “Does he even love you?”
    For a long time she didn’t say anything. He could hear her breathing. He imagined her standing there in the hallway, biting her lip, listening for Niklas. When she finally said “no” he nearly missed it.

8
QUESTIONS ANSWERED
    How many of my donations have led to successful pregnancies?”
    Ida coughed and sputtered. “Where is all of this coming from?”
    They were in her office, the pile of forms he needed to sign to go inactive forming a daunting pile on her desk. It was midday, but the wan sunlight made it feel like it was still morning.
    Mads shrugged. “I’m just curious. I figured you must have records of this. You keep telling me how popular I am. So…how many has it been? And how many are here in Denmark?”
    “I can’t give you that information.”
    “Why not?”
    “It’s private, Mads. You know the people who come to us value their privacy.” Ida’s shoulders tensed.
    “It’s not very private when you advertise the mingles in
Metro
and the morning papers.”
    Ida’s brows furrowed. She wouldn’t meet Mads’s glare, only kept typing furiously on her keyboard. “Why are you being so difficult?”
    “You told me if I ever wanted to know this information, all I had to do was ask. Well, now I’m asking.”
    “We haven’t used you so often in Denmark.”
    “Why?”
    “It would be problematic. Your look is too popular here.”
    “My look?”
    “Don’t play coy, Mads. You know women think you’re attractive. We see it at all the mingles.”
    “But how many have used me here? Surely you can tell me that.”
    “We’ve only let ten women in Denmark use your samples. The rest have been overseas.”
    “Overseas meaning?”
    “Canada, the United States, Russia…Australia.”
    “And the samples here in Denmark? How many led to successful pregnancies?
    “As far as I know, two.”
    “As far as you know? You never did any follow-ups?”
    “Why? Why is it so important?”
    “I met my daughter, Ida.”
    “How? Did someone give you the…”
    “I bumped into her mother, she remembered me from the mingles. She was out walking with her daughter and I saw her.”
    Ida blanched. Her mouth gaped but no words came out. She blinked rapidly then looked away from Mads. Her fingers still hovered over the keyboard.
When she finally spoke, her voice was low, almost like a whisper. “I’m sorry, Mads…we should have never let anyone in Copenhagen use your sample.”
    “I don’t care that it was here, Ida. I just want to know how many kids are out there…how many who could look just like me…”
    “The foreign clinics never tell us anything. All we know is how many times they request a specific donor.”
    “Well, how many times have I been requested?”
    “A lot…”
    Now it was Mads’s turn to grow silent. He almost didn’t want to know how many times he’d been requested. He let his head fall back as he stared at the ceiling and tried to remember how many times he’d been asked to leave extra samples.
    “Did she look like you?”
    He closed his eyes. “She was the spitting image of me when I was a child.”
    “I’m sorry, Mads…that must have been awkward.”
    “It was. Especially when I think of what I could ever have to offer any child. I have nothing, Ida. What could I possible tell her if she ever showed up on my doorstep?”
    “Tell her the truth.”
    “The truth wouldn’t make any child happy.”
    “Well, don’t tell her about the money part of it. Tell her you wanted to help her parents. That’s what you did. She wouldn’t be alive without