Something had made Cal go to the library. Again.
“I've spent more time here in the last week than I have the whole time I've lived in Coleville."
The reference librarian laughed. “Sometimes that is how it works. I was working out your problem and I came up with what may be a solution."
He sat in front of the computer looked at her over his shoulder. The library had that quiet, white noise hush libraries possess. Cal found it soothing. On such a sunny day, no one was here anyway, except for pupils getting extra summer help.
“There's a registry you can put your information into and the information of the child. If there's a match, they'll call you."
Cal's blood began to pulse. “It isn't illegal?"
“No, because by entering into the registry you are giving consent."
This might be the ans
