A little over a decade ago, I was living in a small English commuter town, a 40-minute train ride north of London, when my husband was approached about a job in Hobart.
“Hobart?” I said. “Where’s that?”
A little over a decade ago, I was living in a small English commuter town, a 40-minute train ride north of London, when my husband was approached about a job in Hobart.
“Hobart?” I said. “Where’s that?”