We moved her stuff into ‘our’ apartment and started married life. Life was good. In 1975, it sort of kicked us both in the teeth. I was laid off f...om my job as the company folded and Sara lost her job to an owner’s daughter. We lived on unemployment from February until I got a job offer in late August in the biggest city in our state. It was for a position that was about 140 miles away from where our families were.The offer was just too good to turn down, more money than we were making combined. I’m sure my face resembled a tomato. His attention turned to the books on my bookshelf, which gave me a chance to appraise him without his eyes fixed on me.He was tall, much taller than my 5’3”. His short black hair was cropped close to his head, but there was still enough there to run my fingers through. The black shirt he was wearing didn’t surprise me, my eyes drawn to where it met his olive toned skin. I could make out the contour of the muscles in his arms. He was even more gorgeous in. "I brought my own pen," Amber said holding out her purse.Dave said, "Great. When you're done filling out the paperwork, bring it into my office, and we'll get the interview started." Okay," Amber said.Dave made his way into the office near where the table was. He was still mastering the crutches and tended to hit one on the way through doors. He was careful and managed not to do that this time. It took him some time to settle into his chair. He had retained about a third of his calf muscle, but. We stepped around the skeleton as we went through the door. I'm not sure why, but we did. This time, we were met by a portcullis made of metal bars. Enough bars had been cut, again by explosive, to allow a person to get through. Here, there was a large number of bullet marks, but we must assume that they had not done their job because there were no skeletons.AI said that this was the last defense in the entrance tunnel, and the local AI's chamber was on the other side of the last door that we.