Its just not good enough , he thought . Sitting alone in his room absent mindedly strumming away a few chords on his guitar . No matter how he tried , he could not come up with a solution . There had been days where things looked better , but such moments were brief and over quickly as the disease kept coming back again and again .

Question: Who was he playing for as he played his guitar ?
Answer: He was playing for a family member with a disease .None of the above choices .He was playing the guitar for himself .He was playing for another guitar player .