When we got home about a half an hour later Keef, Alice, and I took naps.
Keith on one couch in the guitar room, Alice in the living room, and me on the floor in the guitar room with uncle Keith.
I ended up falling asleep next to a Telicaster Keith had brought.

(45 minuets later)
"What should we do now?"

"Mines well play while we're here."
Alice said.

"I call the Teli!"
I said.

"I call the Gibson!"
Said Keith.

"I call?the....the....the.....Firebird!"
Alice shouted.

"What should we play?"

"As Tears Go By!"
Keith said.

"Poison."
Alice said.

"Satisfaction!"
I said.

"Let's do that, that's the simplest riff ever."
Keith said.

"Ok."

We played that for a couple minutes, then played As Tears Go By.

"Now what?"
I asked.

"Pirates Of The Caribbean, Paint It Black, Angie?"
Alice asked.

"Pirates!!!!!!!"
Keith and I screamed.

We played all the songs I mentioned above.

"Uncle Keith, your such a great guitarist, and Alice is too!"

"Thanks Ripper!"
Alice said hugging me.

"You'll be able to play like us in no time!"
Keith said, also giving me a hug.

"Keith, how do you remember songs?"
I asked.

"I don't, my fingers do!"

"Don't your fingers hurt though?"

"A little bit, but your fingers get used to it."
He said.

"Why do yours?"

"Yeah."
I said showing him the skin pealing.

"That's cause the skin isn't tough there. Why don't you take a break."
He said.

I nodded my head, and he helped take the guitar off my shoulders.

"Thanks Keef!"

"Welcome. You did great today!"

"Yeah, really Ripper. I've never seen you play that well!"
Alice said.

"Aw, thanks guys."
I said as I went to give them a hug. 🏴