Becca blew out a soft sigh, taking a stab at patience, which was dwindling fast. She swiveled from her computer screen to face him fully. “You’re telling me your company is about to lay off a lot of people in your department but you won’t be among them.” “Yes. My level is safe for now.” “Yet this is your confirmation that we should leave life as we know it and move to Hope Springs? You can’t be serious.” They’d been debating this since the road trip home. Todd’s meeting with the elders had made an impression and swayed him to at least begin thinking seriously about their proposition. Every day he seemed to be leaning more in favor of the move. But she’d been hanging her hopes on one thing he said he’d need—real confirmation. Given how crazy this notion was, she’d been sure he wouldn’t get it. “I really think so, Bec.” He paced in front of her, a distressing sign, since it meant his wheels were turning. “When they told me about the layoffs today, it just clicked.”
