Actually, we donated parts of him to science and the other parts to people who, well, needed his parts.
I have wondered many times in the last few years whatever became of my brother’s kidneys, his eyes, his heart. I’ve also wondered whether or not the idea of cellular memory is really true.
My brother was rambunctious, wickedly funny, a tender soul, a daredevil. Would my brother’s kidney, placed inside a sweet, innocent librarian create a hard living party girl? I can imagine the unobtrusive librarian, her mousy hair pulled back in a tight bun, feeling a sudden and overwhelming desire to run outside in the sunshine, throw on a leather jacket like Pinky Tuscadero, jump on a Harley and do wheelies up and down the sidewalk in front of the library.
Would the recipient of Todd’s organs suddenly know how to splint a broken leg, or do a 360 on water skis, or remember the baby scent of his now-fatherless daughters?
Would the recipient suddenly have scores to settle, wrongs to right, a quest to find the people who loved Todd and weren’t ready to see him go?
Driving Sideways is a wonderful, funny, charming and heart-wrenching story about Leigh Fielding, a woman who gets a second chance. Her wish is to make it to her thirtieth birthday. Now, thanks to the generosity of the late Larry Resnick and his transplanted kidney, it looks like her wish may come true.
Leigh hits the road in her trusty Saturn on the trip of her lifetime, including a stop to thank Larry’s family.
Leigh, courtesy of her new kidney, finds herself a changed person.
What I found was an original, funny, beautifully written story. And Jess, a wonderful author who made me believe that cellular memory is real.
So the next time I see a librarian doing wheelies in front of the library after hours, I’ll have to stop her and ask if she knows my brother.
I hope you’ll read Driving Sideways.