It was in school time. My husband and I decided to learn to play guitar. They bought tools and took them. Then they competed against each other who would learn more melodies. My friend was easier. As it turned out later, he quietly went into a musical circle.

And here somehow I sit at home, and a concert of a famous Spanish guitarist is broadcast on the radio. I decided to play a friend. I call him, tell him that I’ve learned a new song and bring the phone to the radio.

Then I ask: How?

I expected any reaction, but his response struck me.

He said, “You don’t have a guitar.