My Thirteen-Year-Old Son Sold His Guitar to Help a Classmate. The Police Visit the Next Morning Revealed What Really Happened.
Noah had fallen in love with a custom sunburst electric guitar the moment we handed it to him for his twelfth birthday last spring.
His passion for playing had started when he was nine, right after listening to his grandfather’s vintage vinyl records on Sunday afternoons.
From that day forward, music became his entire world and the focal point of every single weekend.
Whenever Owen drove down Market Street, Noah would beg his father to pull over near the curb outside Pine Valley Music Hub.
He would stand on the sidewalk with his nose pressed against the large glass window, staring at the instruments resting on velvet stands.