Twenty-two years ago, a man broke into an apartment near Houston and brutally murdered two men. One of the victims he didn't even know, he just had the misfortune of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. That victim was T's cousin.
This evening at 6:00, the killer was executed by lethal injection. T and his uncle were in attendance.
People feel a lot of things about capital punishment: from 'an eye for an eye' to 'execution is just another form of murder.' I know how I feel about it, but I wouldn't try to change someone's mind if they disagreed with me.
Here's what I do know: aftershocks of the murder are still rippling through this family's lives. That one act of unspeakable violence sucked the spirit out of a family. They will never recover.
I hope they have some peace now.