Alex's POV
At the door stands Roy, and I'm scared out of my mind.

Keith: "What do you want!"

Roy: "The boy!"

Keith: "I don't think so. What are you planning to do with him besides hit him."

Roy: "Have someone foster him."

Keith: "Like who?"

Roy: "One of your friends."

Keith: (mocked) "One of your friends. I can't trust you. Frank is probably right around the corner just waiting to hurt Alex."

Roy: "He's not going to Frank! He's not even going to Cradles Home."

Keith: "Is he going to Silver Stone?"

Roy: "No, he's going to Over The Rainbow."

Keith: "Sure."

Roy: "Sign this!"

Keith sighs a paper, and calls for me.

Keith: "Alex."

Keith looks at me. I walk down the stairs sweating and trembling.
Keith just looked at my cuts, and now they're just gonna get worse!

"Keith, please! Don't leave me!"
I scream.

"It'll be ok. I promise."
Keith says.

"You said that the last time."

Keith hugs me, and I leave.

A couple minutes later, we arrive back at the home.
"Sit on this bench."
Roy says.

I hear whispering, and before long, Mick Taylor walks over to me.

"Hey Kiddo."
He says.

He sighs the papers, and takes my hand.

"What's going on?"
I ask.

"I'm gonna foster you. Keith told me that the band is going to be busy with rehearsals so they need someone to care for you."
Taylor says.

I nod.

"Ready Kiddo?"
He asks.

I nod again.

He takes my hand, and we walk home.

"So how have you been Alex?"
Taylor asks.

I shrugged.

"You don't talk much, do you Alex?"

I shake my head no.

"Do you wanna play one of my guitars when we get home Alex?"
Taylor asks.

"Yes."

A couple minutes later we got to his house. His house was nice, but I still prefer Brian's. I miss Brian.

"Mick?"

"Yeah Kiddo?"

"Why didn't Brian take me?"
I ask.

"Uhh, that I don't know Alex. Sorry. I do know that Bill could not take you because he went with The Stones."
Taylor says.

"I miss Brian."

"Aw, I think someone is having Brian Jones withdraw."

"What dat?"
I ask.

'Does he know I'm only 4?'
I think.

"Well, withdraw in general is when you miss something or someone. So it seems like your having Brian withdraw, Alex."
Taylor says.

I look away. Mick Taylor was right, I did miss Brian.

"Can I go see Brian?"
I ask.

"Oh boy. Um, Alex I don't know if we can. Keith might not let me take you, and I don't know what Brian is doing. I'm sorry kiddo."
Taylor says.

A couple tears roll down my cheek, but I wipe them away as soon as they came.
Taylor doesn't notice.

"I think I have his number, Alex. Let me see if he'll let me bring you over. Okay? Go grab one of my guitars Kiddo."

I nod and go get a guitar.
It's a Gibson Les Paul.
I start to play.

Taylor calls Brian.

Brian: "Hello?"

Mick Taylor: "Hi, Brian. This is Mick Taylor."

Brian: "Hi. How are you?"

Mick Taylor: "Good, thanks how are you?"

Brian: "Great. So, what's up?"

Mick Taylor: "The Rolling Stones went to a rehearsal, I don't quite know when they are getting back, but I have your son here."

Brian: "Whoa, you called Alex my son. Don't tell the other members."

Mick Taylor: "Why?"

Brian: "We have a bit of a complicated relationship, at the moment."

Mick Taylor: "So, Alex really misses you, and wants to see you. Can you come get him?"

Brian: "Could you drop him off?"

Mick Taylor: "Your not high are you?"

Brian: "NO! ANITA HAS MY CAR!"

Mick Taylor: "I don't have a car period!"

Brian: "Take Keith's."

Mick Tylor: "NO WAY!"

Brian: "I'll, figure something out."

Mick Tylor: "Okay. Bye."

Brian: "Bye."

Call Ended.

"Well, Brian says you can go over to his house, but he has to figure out how to get over here, then get you back to his house."

I nod, and continue too play Mick's guitar.

Sure enough, a couple minutes later, there's a nock at the door, and it's Brian.🏴