My Nephew Smashed My 8000 Dollar Gibson Guitar And My Family Expected Me To Forgive Him

my truck, opened the door, and reached into the back seat, where the guitar case still sat. What remained of the Gibson was inside. Derek was already on his phone again, this time calling the insurance company, his voice frantic and desperate. It went in the lake, he was saying. Yes, the entire car. No, I don’t know how.

Barbara followed me to the truck.continue reading …