Asahi’s going to need to quit her job, so anything we can save on rent will really help.” “Asa’s quitting?” his mother asked. Her voice was lower now, but just as audible. “Of course. That commute would never work.” “Oh, I know, but what if she stayed there and you moved out here on your own? I mean, this is her job we’re talking about.” My husband looked at me again; I shook my head. If he’s moving, I’m moving. End of story. I’m not even a permanent employee. It’s not the kind of job that’s worth holding on to. My husband nodded at me, then said, “We’ll make the move together.”
Husband assumes his wife coming with him and will quit her job
