Dad Charged Me $250 a Month for Five Years, Then Left Me a Secret Recording Studio
“How?”
“You played them for me.
Sometimes I played parts for him.”
I stared at him.
“You showed Dad my music?”
“He asked.”
“Did he like it?”
Marcus smiled sadly.
“How?”
“You played them for me.
Sometimes I played parts for him.”
I stared at him.
“You showed Dad my music?”
“He asked.”
“Did he like it?”
Marcus smiled sadly.