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Jordan held it back.
My father stiffened. “What condition?”
Jordan’s voice stayed calm.
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Dad released a breath that sounded almost like a laugh.
“That’s it? Of course. I’m sorry, Jordan.”
“If?” I interrupted.
“We didn’t mean it that way. They were jokes. But yes, we’re sorry.”
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