Leo spent a few minutes catching up on notes from the morning's show before he left his office and went to Leah's. She was seated behind her desk staring at the check.
"Isn't this what you wanted?" Leo asked. "A windfall to solve all our problems?"
"Yes," Leah admitted. "Yes it is."
"Do you want to celebrate?" He asked, still standing in the doorway.
"I already had lunch," she said, glancing up. "Didn't you?"
"I didn't mean lunch," Leo said.
"Is this going to get complicated?" She asked, holding up the check.
"You could rip it up," Leo told her.
"No I couldn't," she sighed, opening her desk drawer and slipping the check inside. She stood from her chair and grabbed her coat from the coat tree in the corner. "I want to do something," she announced
Leo smiled and they walked out of the radio station. Leah always had her car because she was out and about so much. She drove them home to their small modest ranch in not one of the best neighborhoods in town but money had always been tight and it served them well all these years.
"What should we do?" Leah asked. "Bank it? Invest it? Spend it on repairs and upgrades? Hire a few new people?"
"We don't have to do anything about it today," Leo reminded her. "Except we can stop worrying about the day to day cash flow."
Leah pulled the car into the driveway and parked it in the garage. Their daughter Abby used Leo's car when he didn't need it – which was most days.
"What's Abby doing today?" Leo asked as they entered the kitchen from the breezeway.
"Basketball practice after school," Leah answered. "Let's have a drink."
She took a half empty bottle of Whiskey from the cupboard and poured a limited amount into two small glasses. She handed Leo one and he followed her into the living room where they collapsed into their two usual chairs.
"Did you call him Den?" Leah asked.
"I'll call him whatever he wants me to from now on," Leo quipped.
Leah studied him for a long moment. "Is there something I should know about all this?"
"Den has plenty of memories," Leo answered.
"Music memories?" Leah asked suspiciously.
"Sentimental memories," Leo clarified.
Leah let out a sigh, finished her drink in one gulp, and stood from her chair. "I guess I'm just going to have to trust you on this," she decided.
Leo stood and walked toward her, pushing his hand through her hair. "Haven't you always?"
Leah kissed him as her answer. Then she took him by the hand and led him toward the bedroom. They sat together on the bed and Leo slipped his hand into Leah's that rested on her lap.
"All our worries are over," he said.
"I hope so," Leah replied as she pulled off her winter boots before standing and pulling her sweater off over her head and then unzipping her long skirt which she stepped out of, standing before him in her bra and underwear.
They had done this a thousand times but today it felt different for some reason. Was it because of the money or was it because Leo was finally burying Kortney Den once and for all?
Leo stood and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him, pressing his face against her breasts.
"Oh, Leo," she sighed.
He lifted up his head and kissed her lips. "We have nothing to prove," he reminded her.
"I don't want us to end," she said.
"We won't," he promised. "We have us."
She unclasped her bra and let it slide down her arms. She stepped out of her underwear while watching her husband undress. She worried about her wide hips and expanding rear end that came with age as she fell onto the bed.
"You know that, right?" Leo asked as he lay down beside her, naked.
"Yes," Leah answered
"I always think about us," Leo told her. "Our memories."
She lifted her face off the pillow and she stared into the eyes of her husband, remembering that she was the one he had married.
She knew their history together and that she didn't have to worry about his love for her no matter how many Lyons Dens there were between them.
"It's a hundred thousand dollar day," Leah smiled as she kissed her husband.