Tink and I were watching the award show for the Gospel Music Association Doves which celebrates Jesus from traditional to Southern to contemporary music.
The cameras moved to a black-clothed figure on a darkened stage. Her blonde hair glistened.
Then, her voice, a perfect soprano, pierced sweetly through the air. Tink watched my best friend, Karen Peck, then turned to me.
“You know, you two are amazi…
