right.”
Olive returned to her school project, and Ben barely touched his food.
After she went to bed, he followed me into the bedroom. “Can we talk?”
“Yes. But we’re not repeating the hospital conversation, Ben. Show me the offer.”
He handed me the folder.
I read through the salary, the start date, the relocation package, and the schedule. Then I looked up.
“When did you fly out there?”
His silence answered me.
“The conference in May?”
“I met with them while I was there.”
“So you used a work trip to interview for a job that could move our family across the country.”
“I was going to tell you once I knew it was real.”
“It became real the moment you applied, Ben.”
He sat down on the bed. “I thought you’d shut it down.”
“And you were so afraid of hearing no that you took away my chance
