So the next day I woke up releasing I had sleep considerably well, and ate.

"Alex, come here."
Max said.

I walked over, and on the other side of the door was Ronnie Wood!

"Uncle Ronnie!"
I shouted.

He kneeled down on the shiny wooden floor, and held out his arms.
I ran too him right away.

"Hey Alex, little man!"
He said.

"But how?"

"Well, I can only have you out for one day. I'm sorry."

"Then what?"
I said.

"I don't know. Maybe I can get Mick to arrange for you to go stay with Brian."

"Really? But Keith would have a fit."

"He doesn't have to know Alex. And if The Stones fail, I can always send you to stay with Steven Tyler. I just don't want you in with another set of foster parents, the Fonos were bad enough."

"The Stones are a band that works wonders!"

"You could say that again."
I said as Ronnie signed the release forms, and we left.🏴