Before My 19-Year-Old Son Died, He Donated His Heart to an 18-Year-Old Girl—Then Her Mother Handed Me a Letter: “Mom, There’s Something You Need to Know About Her”
Payments.
Health insurance contributions.
Later, part of Maya’s college fund.
He visited exactly three times.
Once when she was a baby.
Once when she was four.
Once when she was seven.
Then he stopped.
