Jocelyn had never put any thought into leaving her tiny apartment until the first time Keith hit his head on the ceiling. It was far from the last.
She realized that such a tiny space was not meant for two people since it barely worked for one but she couldn't afford to move somewhere else on her own and was afraid to take the next step. They really hadn't been officially together all that long. She told herself it would be acceptable to bring it up once they had been together a few more months.
So when he brought it up first, she was overcome with emotion. Living together was a big step. One that hinted of permanency. The very idea of permanency of any sort after the life she had lived made her want to cry.
