My only regret

As I drove home with the car full of Len's guitar and all its accoutrements, my only regret was that Len wasn't with me at the music store. I imagined that his intrigue with all the instruments, at least the guitars, matched mine.
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I would have loved seeing Len's expression when Dad removed a guitar from the wall peg and handed it to him.

Later I wondered if Len had ever been in a music store?  What do you think?