Epilogue
“I don’t understand why we had to come all this way to buy music. Couldn’t we just download it from the internet?”
Xavier sent up a silent prayer for today’s youth. Kids like Carlos were so used to having everything at their fingertips with the click of a button. “I don’t want a digital song. We’re at this store to get the album.”
Carlos’ face pinched in confusion.
“You do know what an album is, don’t you?”
“Yeah. It’s a collection of songs that are, like, grouped together. They’re in a list under an album title and you can buy them all together in one download.”
All Xavier could do was shake his head. Most kids today had never heard the scratch of a record playing, the touchdown of a needle on vinyl, the squeak is a part of the record skipped. They heard everything as a pri
