I’m not moving. And I’m not messing up Olive’s school year.”
His head snapped up.
“What?”
“I’m not saying never. I’m saying you made this decision alone, so right now I’m making my own.”
Then I walked out before he could make another one for me.
“I’m not moving.”
I made it to my car before the tears came.
Five minutes later, Arnold tapped on the
window.
I lowered it.
“Please don’t explain my husband to me.”
“I won’t. But don’t assume he took that job just because it paid more.”
“I didn’t.”
Arnold tapped on the window.
“He thought he was fixing something.”
“Then he should’ve spoken to the person he was fixing it for.”
Arnold nodded.
“On that, I’m with you.”
***
Ben arrived before Olive finished dinner.
She looked between us.
“He thought he was fixing
