“But not a lot of them have time for yoga in their schedule,” Micky said, sending Robin a wide smile.

“Every time,” Robin said. “Do yoga and CrossFit really need to be pitted against each other every single time? Besides, Lou wasn’t finished with her story yet. You work with her and get to ask her questions all day long, but I don’t.” Robin blew Micky a kiss and refocused her attention on Lou. “I’m very sorry for the rude interruption. I would try to make some excuse for my worse half’s behavior but you must know her well by now.” Robin winked at Lou.

Micky hadn’t been too far off in her observation. Robin did remind her of Angie in some ways, but as far as Lou knew, only the good parts of their personalities matched.

“That’s about all that there was to it in the end. Well, apart from the fact that my biological clock started ticking and Angie was becoming more and more of an expert in ignoring that. I’ll be thirty-two soon. I have some time, but not that much either.”

“You want children?” Martha asked.

“Yes. I do. Very much so.”

“Well you have the womb, all you need is some seed. I can always ask my ex-husband Darren. He produces marvelous children and he seems to still be very fertile.” Micky shook her head.

Lou remembered the day not so long ago when Micky had arrived at Glow very upset because she had just heard that the father of her teenage children was going to become a dad again.

“Men are just such clichés,” Micky continued. “First he trades me in for a younger model, then he gets said younger model pregnant. Can it be any more by the book?”

“That wasn’t quite how things went down,” Amber said in her steady, but stern voice.

“Oh, I know. But I’m allowed to be a little upset about this. Chris and Liv are going to have a baby brother or sister, for crying out loud. That was never the plan.”

“So many things never go according to plan,” Martha said. “I believe they call that life.”

“That’s right,” Robin said. “Did you ever plan that you would be sitting here with someone like me, my darling?” She blew Micky another kiss.

“That obnoxious sweaty woman ordering wet cappuccinos every day.” Micky shook her head while a big smile appeared on her face. “Not in a million years.”

“Nor had I planned to still be in Australia at this point, but look at me, tied to my woman and her country,” Robin said.