Chapter 31 * Jamie ** uncomfortable conversation about childhood trauma***
Once in the car, Jordan turned to me, asking if I was alright. “I’m fine. But Jordan, he was right about one thing.” I said. “I never asked about your dad because I know it was a painful subject for you but keeping it from me left me vulnerable. I was about to sign him as a client. I would have taken him to vacant houses alone.” Jordan clenched his jaw and sat silently stewing in his anger. I put my hand on his and his eyes darted to me. I was looking at him with concern. He let out a sharp breath and relaxed his shoulders. “I know.” He said. “I’m so sorry you were put in this position. I had no idea he even knew I had moved here. I guess that was my own naivete. “When I was 11 years old, I heard my mom freaking out about something she found in my dad’s desk drawer. She didn’t hear m
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