“I admire you, Abby,” Susan said as she helped Abby tidy her belongings into boxes. Abby arched an eyebrow, “To take such a risk of selling your house at below market value to move across the country for a job with the contract that’s not even drawn and an uncertainty that the job will last.”

“I believe in the company, Susan,” Abby said as she played furniture tetris with the things she just threw in the box, “I trust my instincts, and it told me that I’ll go for with this job.”

“Have you found a new place yet?”

“I have online-toured a couple of potential apartments,” Abby noticed Susan’s wide-eyed expression, “now, I know what you’re thinking, you’re thinking why I don’t get a house. I’m planning on investing the money I make from this house toward the market, and don’t trying to talk me out of it, I’ve already made my decision.”

Written for Six Sentence Story. The prompt is “Market”.