There were things that Drew had tried to understand his whole life. He'd never understand why babies were born sick, or abandoned. What made these tiny people any less worthy of a life than another baby? What'd made his brother worthy of a normal life, a life of priveledge, while he'd been left to rot with those - people. Drew would never, never understand, but the anger that started to form in his gut at the thought of his brother gave him a center, and he started to move back from the place where he'd show all his embarassing emotions to this lovely, beautiful woman.