“YOU DIDN’T TELL ME it was your idea to go.” Pete was frowning. “And your job’s at risk?”
“I didn’t not tell you. It just all happened so fast.”
“You know we can’t afford for you to lose that job, right?”
I sighed. We’d had this conversation before, more than once. “I know. It’s just …”
“No April. We don’t need to go over this again. I know it’s not your dr…