Then dad finally lost his temper.
“We’re not going to waste a week in a circus just to get your help. It’s absurd.”
The word was left in the air.
Circus.
This time, it wasn’t disguised as humor. He wasn’t softened by laughter.
The hard truth they always believed.
For the first time in twelve years, I refused to look elsewhere.
I got up and pointed to the door.
“They have to leave. Immediately.
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“Please,” Mom pleaded softly. “Your father didn’t mean it that way.”
“Yes,” I replied. “Yes, I said that.”
“You’re tough, Jennifer,” Dad replied. “You’re humiliating us.”
“There must be another way,” Mom said desperately, turning to Jordan. “Please…”
Jordan shook his head.
“I’m taking my wife’s side.”
Dad jumped up, anger etched on his face. His next words shattered the little relationship we had left.
