Yarrott Benz

This isn't really my genre, so I didn't know what to expect. I was wholly drawn into the narrative. In 1970 the author's brother was diagnosed with a deadly blood disease, and only his twice-weekly platelet donations kept him alive. At the time the author was only sixteen, and his relationship with his brother was volatile. This went on for years, tethering the two brothers together preventing the author from doing what would normally have happened, to grow out of the family home and explore his rising homosexual interests. A true and honest account of a unique (according to the book, this is the only known case of such an extended one-to-one platelet donation) situation.… (mer)