They both look at me and Audrey arches a brow...
"It... It’s not that simple..." I say quietly. "After Dad died… I buried everything... I had to. It was the only way I could function." My chest tightens. "Trying to dig that up now…" I shake my head. "It’s like reaching into broken glass. I don't know if I can do it..."
Jenna's face softens and she rubs my back soothingly. "Then we look for another way." she says firmly glaring down at Audrey. "There must be another way..."
Audrey sighs and rubs her temples as if she already finds this whole situation infuriating... her voice gains a strange, exhausted edge. "Fine... fine... If your memory is a dead end, then there’s only one other person who was close enough to Dad to know his private business... One person who might be able to help...
