It didn’t matter that he was muslim and that I am jewish. We are Americans, right? Isn’t diversity a good thing?

His friend Ahmad walked into the room.

“What are you doing?” he said.

“Nothing,” I said

Ahmad put his rifle to my forehead and said, “What are you going to do, Jew? Will you die for him? Do you love him?”

Unafraid, I stared back at him.

He did a 180 and left before it got ugly.