Natalie exclaimed, as she rushed through the door and jumped into Keith’s arms. “What?” he asked in amusement as he held her legs in place around his waist. “I got a job,” Natalie replied sounding elated. “That’s great news,” Keith said fervently. “What’s the job?” “Waitressing at this crappy diner on West and Pine, but who cares, it’s a job! A job that doesn’t involve any nudity or sex!” Keith laughed. “I’ll drink to that.” Natalie laughed with him, and they collapsed onto their bed, kissing and savoring the scent of joy in the air. Once their laughter had subsided and a contented silence settled in between them, Keith turned and kissed Natalie’s forehead. “Soon we’re going to be out of this shitty apartment,” he said. “I’m going to build you a real house… with a garden and a fence and a real plumbing system.”
