John Price didn't normally go to church, but it was Christmas and he had promised his mother that he would go with her.

So now he was sitting in the old walls of the church in his town, listening to the priest and listening to the words that came out of his mouth, even though John's thoughts were completely lost. His mother, however, next to him, was listening all the more attentively.

It wasn't until the choir sang that John's attention was 100% focused on it, not because of the song, but because of you.

You knew each other, were friends and often drank tea together when he came home from missions, but you had never told him that you sang in the church choir.