Again, we were broke, living in a foreign country but singing at outdoor cafes and passing the hat always brought in some extra cash and somehow, it was always enough. Late one night while walking home, we encountered a man who asked me to sing a song that would bring him joy. My song touched his heart and over many months, we became the dearest of friends. He never let on just who he really was, only that he was an author and poet known in the Muslim...