A few years later, when we were young adults, we ended up meeting a brother. He was much older then us and he looked just like the donor. There was no denying him. Anyway, the first time we met was quiet and awkward. We just kind of looked around and glanced back and forth at each other and every now and then he’d ask us some questions. We’d answer politely and then it would be awkwardly silent again. I was kind of anxious to be done with the whole meet and greet.