Audre studied the home, it was warm and also welcoming, but she never felt like an outsider as she did now. She’s never been in a place where she would call it home, since the day she left her parents Audre never really made the effort to find a home. Seeing the three children before her made her throat tight, they were so young, no older than ten. One of them had dark red hair and black wings, Audre stood still looking at the girl trying to keep from observing her too closely as the girl walked over to her and said, “<span style="color: #BF0000">Hi. Who are you?</span>”<br/><br/>Glancing over at Jack she wondered about what impression she gave him that made him believe that she was ever good with kids. It was too late to ask and the little girl continued to stand before her. To keep the silence from turning awkward she knelt to the ground to be at eye level with the girl and said, “My names Audre.” She tried to give a pleasant smile as she shot back the girl’s question, “Who are you?”