isn’t another case to manage, Ben!”
His face tightened.
“I didn’t think you’d agree.”
“Then you should’ve let me disagree.”
“What else?”
“I turned down another offer: more money, worse hours.”
“I didn’t think you’d agree.”
That slowed me down.
“So this really is about being home.”
“Yes.”
“Then why didn’t you trust me with that?”
“Because I thought if I came to you with a finished plan, you’d see I was serious.”
“No. I saw a husband who’d already chosen a state, a job, and a start date without me. Stop treating Olive’s stability and my business like details you can solve after the main decision.”
“Yes.”
His eyes dropped.
“And
don’t ask me to move yet.”
“Chelsea.”
“I’m not refusing Oregon. I’m refusing to be carried into it.”
***
Days later, he asked if I’d visit Oregon
