“We’ve both got things we can’t say,” Jordan said. “That’s just who we are, isn’t it? This was the only one that made me feel ugly to not say it.” He asked the question he couldn’t guess. “Why did you do it?” Jordan’s expression was frank. “Here’s the deal: You don’t ask me why I had it, and I won’t ask you about the man who made it. I can’t do any better than that right now.
