Exposed now and vulnerable in a way she hadn’t been in a decade, Jordan continued to softly cry. The level of shame for what was happening to her was at the top of the charts. Yet – at the same time – the gentle way her mom touched and tender words she spoke to her were calming. A strange part of Jordan that she never could’ve verbalized or even understood at the moment – didn’t want the moment to end.
Stories we Tell Scene 147
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