Chapter 107

“Sir, a black friend saved my life in that attack. He took two bullets intended for me. Steve told him that they’re brothers now. We have absolutely no concerns about attending a mostly black church or function,” assured Gwen.

“I’m a military brat,” added Steve. “Growing up, many of my friends were Hispanic, black and even Muslim. I learned long ago to judge a person by their words and actions and not by race or religion. We’d consider it an honor to play at Tim’s funeral, and we’re deeply sorry that this tragedy ever occurred. He was a good guy.”

“Thanks! You’ve no idea what this’ll mean to my family. My wife insisted that I ask you. She was worried that you’d be uncomfortable in a black community church. What you two managed to do the day of that attack was incredible. I see how you limp when you walk and that your shoulder’s in a sling when you aren’t playing the piano. I know you were hit pretty hard a couple times that day, yet you managed to kill those men that kil