She looked up. “What?”
“I got it!” he said. “We can leave this shitty little city.”
“Where are we going?” she said, mouthing a smile.
“Atlanta!” he said. “You won’t have to work anymore – I’ll be making enough for both of us.”
“That’s great, honey,” she said. “When do they want you there?”
“In two weeks!” he said, striding into the kitchen.
Swiveling back to her screen, she whispered a sigh. “He’ll probably be out of work again in a year,” she thought to herself. “Wonder if he’ll be willing to move there without me…"