Deb?" Ray says.
"I still don't understand how you found this article." She replies through tears.
"Honey it doesn't matter. Is it you?" he says again.
She looks over at him, tears falling town her cheeks, and nods. He takes her into his arms and holds her close.
"Why didn't you tell me?" he asks.
"I wanted to forget it. I'm getting better, I didn't think about it at all today, until now." She sobbed.
"But honey, why would you hide this from me? If I had known I may have been able to help you." he tells her.
"I know I should have, but it's so hard to think about. I just didn't want to deal with it anymore." She replies.
As she continues to cry the shot fades to an orphanage. Little Debra is in the yard playing with her friends. After a minute a much younger Warren and Lois come out the back door with an older lady.
"These are all the children living here right now. You've already met most of the children, but you can go and get to know them a little better if you'd like." the lady tells them.
"Oh look at that adorable little girl with the brown hair." Lois exclaims, pointing toward Debra.
"May I suggest another child? You see, Debra is somewhat of a problem child. Her parents abused her until they were taken into custody nearly a month ago, she's had a lot of difficulty fitting in here." she says.
Lois looks over at Warren and they immediately walk over to Debra.
"Hey, somebody's coming over here, they're looking at you." Debra's friend, Jennifer, tells her.
Debra looks up from the sand castle she is building just as Warren and Lois come to her.
"Hi." she says.
"Hello." reply Warren and Lois.
Debra stands up and puts her hand out.
"I'm Debra, and this is my friend Jennifer." she says.
"My, you seem so grown up, how old are you?" asks Lois as she shakes first Debra's hand and then Jennifer's.
"5." she answers with a smile on her face.
Warren turns to Jennifer.
"And how old are you?" he asks.
"8." Jennifer replies.