Audre’s eyes widened in disbelief. What kind of father would shoot their own kid? This was a pain she could only imagine and all of it was etched onto Jack’s features before her. Audre raced through her mind for something to say to him. And not out of pity but to prove to Jack that she knew that he’s a good guy, that he didn’t deserve the cruel treatment his father felt justified of doing. One thing came to mind, and she almost laughed at herself for not saying it before. “Jack,” Audre started, she wasn’t used to saying this to a lot of people and she tried to swallow to get rid of the nervous lump in her throat. “Thank you. For finding me.”