June 17, 2004

There’s no accounting for musical taste. This morning Z was a little upset. I decided to put on some music for him. First selection: Big Red Car.

A little voice responds, with a tremor. “Dad.”

I ask, “Zack, what is it?”

“I don’t want this on. I want your music.”

“OK.” Takes CD out. Replaces it. “Is this any better?”

He sounds much brighter. “Good!”


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