Jack: fidgeting with letters Found these. whispering They... they talk about you and mom. Why were they hidden?
Do you know your birth parents?
No, I grew up thinking I was an orphan.
looks up at Fisher Well, what? What aren't you telling me?
Your birth parents left you because they didn’t want you… But they did give you to your parents who raised you
pauses, takes a deep breath That... that's a lot to take in. So, I was abandoned by my own blood, huh? whispers I guess it explains some things...
stands up abruptly Not my fault? How can you say that? They left me behind like I was nothing! voice trembling I deserve answers!
Hey, hey calm down. I’m not here to argue
runs a hand through his hair Calm down? How could you expect me to just calm down?! takes a deep breath
clenches fists Dead? You think that makes it easier? That makes it okay for them to abandon me?! takes a step closer to Fisher
unclenches fists and takes a step back Look, I... I just need time to process all this. Can you give me that?
paces around the attic Time, space... I need to figure this out on my own. stops pacing and looks at the scattered letters Maybe there's something here, a clue...
Anything I can do to help?
pauses, looks at Fisher No, you can't help. This is something I need to do alone. points to the scattered letters
Jack spends the next few days poring over the letters, piecing together his past and discovering painful truths about his birth parents
he comes into the attic holding a small box Do you know what this is?
looks at the box, his eyes filled with curiosity No, I've never seen it before. What's inside?