Chapter 557

　　"It doesn't sound the same without a pick," Trey said to Jace.

　　"I know, but you could play. Try it."

　　Trey clamped his pick between his teeth, freeing the fingers of his left hand. He tried strumming with his index finger and thumb. "It feels weird."

　　"It's not permanent," Jace said. "Just 'ti...