Len would not let go of that guitar, not to eat or drink the party treats, not to leave his chair, not for anything.
He held that instrument like a baby, close to his chest, studying the strings, the shiny tuning pegs, the gorgeous new wood finish.
I left him and the festivities for a while to tend other patients, but stooped back by his room so we could talk about his upcoming lessons.
A memoir by Robin Russell Gaiser
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How do you think I found Len when I returned? What was he doing? I think you can easily guess.
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