Chapter 60

Sliding the shoulder strap over his head, he settled the guitar against him. His left hand’s fingers arched, forming a C-chord. He positioned his right hand against the stings. Keeping his eyes down, he played the simple chord. The guitar wasn’t hooked up into the sound system, so it resounded only in thespace around them.

Surprisingly, the action soothed him. Strumming and holding a guitar had been so central to his life for the past few weeks. This act seemed natural now. Normal.

“Good, sweetie,” Sean said encouragingly. “Now, let’s get her plugged in so you can see how she sounds.” He waved over Mills, and he hooked the guitar into the system. Sean handed Emerson a set of earplugs. “You probably won’t need them now, but you will later.”

Emerson took them and put them into his pocket. “Thanks.”