Chapter 47: Strings for Sale (Caleb POV)

I’m standing in the rain, Tuesday afternoon fading, staring at the pawn shop across the street. The cop’s ticket—five hundred bucks—burns in my pocket, and the $200 we scraped is gone, snatched with my guitar case. My hands grip the guitar tight, wet and cold, last piece of The Static’s music, an...

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