Luther Holmes thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Tiana Williams lowered her voice, speaking softly, "There is a scar on my mother's right shoulder from an AK47, a 7.62 caliber with rapid and powerful firepower, suitable for close-range assault combat. Just a tiny bullet could easily take her arm. It was an injury from overseas, in actual combat."
Luther Holmes was instantly taken aback.
"All right, it's all in the past now. Those who did good deeds should be able to ascend to Bliss World. Everything in the world, some things, they just have to be done by someone. So, young man, cherish these peaceful and fortunate days that we have today. They did not come easy; they are the result of the efforts of our predecessors and many others who carried the weight and moved forward for us," she continued.
Luther Holmes's face remained solemn as he shifted the towel in his hand slightly and said, "I just knew that she... was great, not the way they described her!"
