She accepted that and went back to her social studies project. He barely touched his plate.
After She Went to Bed
He followed me into our room.
“Can we talk?”
“Yes. But we are not repeating the conversation we had at the hospital.”
I sat down on the end of the bed.
“Show me the offer. The whole thing.”
He Handed Me the Folder
I read it properly. Salary. Start date. Relocation package. The call schedule. The org chart.
Then I looked up at him.
“When did you fly out there?”
His silence answered me before he did.
“The Conference in May”
“The conference in May. You told me it was a three-day conference in Portland.”
“It was a conference. I met with them while I was there.”
“So you used a work trip to interview for a job that would move our family across the country, and you sat at our kitchen table when you got back and told me about a keynote speaker.”
