E GAVE AWAY THE GUITAR HE SWORE HE’D NEVER TOUCH AGAIN. Outside the venue, a teenager in a thrift-store cowboy hat played an old song. Security tried to chase him off, but Blake heard the melody from his tour bus. It was his brother Richie’s favorite song — the brother he lost when he was young. Blake walked onstage holding a battered guitar case. “I haven’t opened this in thirty years,” he told the silent crowd. “This was Richie’s.” He handed the guitar to the trembling teenager and asked him to play the song once more. As the music filled the room, Blake turned his back, hiding his face, though his shaking shoulders told the truth. Inside the case was a note Richie had written long ago — a secret Blake had carried for decades. That night, the guitar found a new home. And Blake finally let go.
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