“…Jordie…it’s ok honey…I know about what’s been happening at night…” (Little did Jordan realize – the obvious smell of ammonia was too overpowering to ignore anyways).
She didn’t know what to say. I thought Mom said she was going to keep it a secret… she thought.
“Jordan listen, Mom told me while I was gone because she was concerned about you and about all the stress you were feeling here at home. I’m sorry if you’re embarrassed – I just wanted to come say good morning…”
“…okay…?”
She incredulously refused to surrender any more information at that awkward moment in that awkward state. And her stubbornness was especially firm because of the distance that had seemed to grow between them in her Dad’s absence over the past month. She looked at him as if to will him out the door.