I Almost Threw Up on the Plane When the Obese Woman Sitting Behind Me Put Her Dirty, Smelly Bare Foot Right on My Armrest. When I Asked Her to Move It, She Laughed and Said, “My Feet Need Air. If You Don’t Like It, Sit Somewhere Else.” I’d Never Seen Such Shameless Behavior. I Decided to Teach Her a Lesson, and Soon the Entire Plane Was Laughing at Her. But When I Discovered Who That Woman Really Was and Where She Was Flying, I Wished I’d Never Done It…

Susan silently held her hand.

“But why are you going 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 died, I learned that a few months before the accident, she had registered as an organ donor. Because of her, a young woman was given another chance at life.”

Linda burst into tears.

“That woman is thirty-four now. Her name is Rachel. For years, I refused to meet her. I couldn’t accept that my daughter was gone while someone else was still alive because of her.”

I felt tears gathering in my own eyes.

“And now you’ve decided to meet her?”

Linda nodded.

“Two months ago, Rachel wrote me a letter. She told me she’d had a baby. A little girl. And she named her daughter Emily, in honor of my daughter.”