Butterflies flit around my stomach as I considered how to begin the apology. My mouth watered, and I kept swallowing; I chickened out…again.
“I want to move. I found a house in Newcrest, but I haven’t told the kids yet. I’ll tell them when they get back from Winterfest break.”
As much as I loved celebrating holidays and birthdays as a family, I knew those days needed to end. I let him have the kids for Winterfest through the rest of the school break while I figured out how to spend holidays on my own.
“Oh, nice,” he said. “That’s slightly closer to here. Why the change, though?”
“I need it. A fresh start will be good for me.”
He nodded slowly.
“And, I really hate my job and want to do candles full time. The business is going well, but I don’t feel comfortable going full time paying that amount in bills.”
He snorted.
“Yeah… I could never understand why we paid so much there.”
“Me neither! I wanted to downsize, but houses are so much cheaper in Newcrest, so the house is actually bigger.”
“I’m glad to hear your business is thriving.”
“Thanks.”
He sat there for a beat, waiting for me to say something else before calling me out.
“Em… I know you’re not here to chitchat.”
I sighed. Showtime, I guess.
“You’re right.”
