looked at her, his eyes wide-eyed. It’s me. Jordan knelt beside him. You have it deserved.
But I didn’t do it all alone, Jadon replied. You helped. Mom helped. Grandma prayed, even grandfather. His voice softens. Him also, he helped. One. Jordan’s eyes veiled themselves but he nodded his head. Yes, son in his own way. That afternoon, Maya and Jordan continue reading …
