didn’t find Susannah in a telephone box. But I did look for her in some unlikely places before I found her. I looked for her in relationships with people who had no interest in me, let alone any child I might conceive. I looked for her in one-night stands. I looked for her on the pages of adoption agencies who would never consider an application from a single young woman without full-time employment. I persuaded a friend at university to provide a film canister of donated sperm once a month in return for a round of drinks and an agreement handwritten on the back of one of his art history
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