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After months of searching, I finally had a name.
I found her. The last person on my list. The last recipient I hadn’t met. The last piece of my sister.
My cousin, Chris, nudged me in the ribs. “Earth to Jason.”
I looked up from the piece of paper in my hand, a printout of a small town news article titled Local Girl Gets Transplant. “Sorry, what?”
“I asked you what you’re going to do now,” he said, shifting his weight to the edge of the couch in my living room.
“I’m going to go to this town and find her.” The conversation we needed to have could only be done in person.
“Isn’t that like, an eight-hour drive?”
Dread twisted my gut. I hadn’t been in a car that long since the accident. I wasn’t sure I could handle driving that far, but it wasn’t like I could just message her online. What would I say? Hi there. My name’s Jason, and I cyberstalked you because you have my little sister’s lungs. I would get blocked at best, reported at worst.
“I’ll deal with it,” I told him.
“I could come with?”
I shook my head. “No, I need to do this alone.”
He nodded, guessing my answer before I said it. “Okay, man. Good luck. I got to get to work, but I thought you’d want to see the article.”
“Thanks. You have no idea what this means to me.”
He gave my shoulder a tight squeeze as he got up and left. “I have an idea.”
But he didn’t. No one did. Finding Sophie was the last part of my plan. A plan no one knew about. A plan to make this heartache go away. My way of atoning for what I did. Megan was dead, and it was my fault.
I had to right my wrong. And Sophie was the key.