As Avery awoke, her voice speaking in tiresome grievance as she complained about waking up, everyone in the room stood and watch as she opened her eyes and wondered of what her reaction was going to be. Once she looked around and noticed all eyes were on her, an expression of worry developed onto her as she nervously spoke to Mrs. Noonan, telling her hello.

[i]“You must be Avery,”[/i] said Mrs. Noonan with a sweet smile across her face, [i]“I’ve heard many things about you. How are you feeling sweetheart?”[/i]

Roland had hoped that Mrs. Noonan’s cheerful and bright personality would bring Avery a bit more comfort, but instead she was hesitant. She gripped Roland’s arm very tight and asked what was she suppose to do next.

He knew that she was scared, mainly because of the gripping pain he was feeling in his arm, but he didn’t want her to feel this way. 

[i]“Tell her whatever you feel,”[/i] he said to her, [i]“Just be honest with us so that we can help you. Nobody is here to hurt you Avery.”[/i]

As Mr. Noonan kept quiet and Steven focusing back onto the television, Mrs. Noonan leaned down to lower herself into Avery’s position. While on one knee, she reached out to grab Avery’s hand gently, trying to comfort her and tell her that everything would be ok.

[i]“I know you’ve been through a lot of pain,”[/i] she said softly, [i]“But nobody is going to bring harm to you sweetie. Everything you have been through can be forgotten because you’ve been giving a chance at a better life with us, and we are going help you in any possible way we can. It might take a while, and I can understand that, but just be open with us so that we can help you.”[/i]