My 13-year-old son sold his valuable guitar to buy a wheelchair for his classmate — then the next day, the police showed up and told me WHAT he had really done.
David loved his guitar more than anything.
Once, we bought him an expensive guitar for his birthday, and he spent hours playing it every day.
Recently, I walked into his room to collect some unwashed clothes and noticed that only the guitar stand was there.
The guitar itself was gone.
I searched the whole house but couldn't find it anywhere.
So I waited until David came home from school and asked him:
