“He walked over to the window and snapped the shade so it flipped up to the top. Sunlight poured in like someone had just turned on a spotlight. “Jeremy, get up! Where were you last night?” He was walking back and forth in front of me. “Yeah, well… it’s just that… well, the band… we were playing and—” “Don’t start telling me Thunderbolt—” “Thunderbowl, Dad.” “Whatever. We didn’t raise you to be a… a guitar player.” His voice was getting louder and louder. “Dad, you don’t understand. Something ha...ppens when I’m playing music—” “Yeah, I’ll say something happens. You start forgetting about real life. I should never have bought you that guitar. I’m going to put my foot down. You have to get home at a sensible hour or quit the band.” He was still pacing back and forth, ranting and raving. I stumbled out of bed and picked my clothes up off the floor. I didn’t want to hear another word. All I wanted was to get out of there. Forget the socks.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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