My Dad Started Charging Me $250 a Month for My Room When I Turned 18 — Five Years Later, After His Funeral, His Best Friend Handed Me a Box
“You ever think about studying recording?”
I pushed the carton back until it sat even with the others.
“Recording what?”
“Music.
Sound.
The work behind a song.”
“Sure.
Right after I buy shoes.”
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