“So... I think I may put in for a transfer or look for something else.”
“What? WHY? Don’t you like living here?”
“I do, I love it.. I just am not sure it’s exactly the right time.”
“Because of the baby?”
“Yeah, I mean shit could go wrong at any fucking time and we’d be hours from any help. I can do some things but you know...”
“But we’ve already talked about me staying with mom towards the end.”
“And then we’ll have a baby and then eventually a child, and the issue still stands. It’s an hour dive on rough road just to get to the next station honey. I just.. the possibilities in that are making me too anxious.”















