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“But why do you travel to Los Angeles?” I asked.
Linda took a deep breath.
Because someone is waiting for me there. Someone I’ve never met.
I was surprised.
She continued:
“After Emily’s death, I discovered that a few months before the accident she had registered as an organ donor. Thanks to her, a young woman received a second chance to live.
Linda broke down in tears.
“That woman is now thirty-four years old. Her name is Rachel. For years I refused to meet her. I couldn’t accept that my daughter was gone, while another person was still living because of her.Join causes
I felt that my eyes were also filled with tears.
“And now you’ve decided to meet her?”
Linda nodded.
Two months ago, Rachel wrote me a letter. He told me he had a baby. A girl. And that Emily had called her daughter, in honor of mine.