"I don't get it..." He turned around and gave me a confused look and said "What don't you get?" "I don't get you" I say and then turn away before he has a chance to reply. But then I feel him grab my arm and pull me to him. He looks me in the eyes and says. "What do you mean?" "You're so talented.." I begin to say. "..and don't get me wrong, but I've seen you play sports, and your heart isn't into football or soccer or any of it. But when you play your guitar and sing.. I can see that your heart is into it. I can see that you love music more than any sport." He looks at me and doesn't say a word. ******************** Hey guys! I hope you guys enjoy this story.All Rights Reserved