My Thirteen-Year-Old Son Sold His Guitar to Help a Classmate. The Police Visit the Next Morning Revealed What Really Happened.

“Mom, do you think it’s okay that I still love it so much?”

“Of course.”

“Even after what happened?”

“Especially after.

You don’t have to give away everything you value to prove you care about somebody else.”

He seemed relieved.

I wondered how long he had been carrying that question.

The following Saturday, Autumn came over to practice.