My entire life I had lost loved ones, had my family torn apart by incarceration and loss. But sitting on a train to Boston knowing it might be the last time I saw my twin brother Andre — who was in prison awaiting trial, losing weight and strength every day — was different. I called my Aunt Lois, who is Mom to me. She reminded me what we do when faced with this kind of fear and hopelessness: pray. In that moment, I prayed and the Lord’s blessings Uncornered me.
