"What was that all about?" Isaac asked.
"Oh, they're reviving that ol' Popstars show in Australia."
"Oh?" Isaac frowned. "Didn't that like, manufacture bands?"
"Well... yeah, that what a lot of people called it."
Isaac grunted.
"Oh? You disapprove?"
"It's not my thing."
"Yeah, well, the friend I was just talking to? He wants me to be one of the judges."
"What did you tell him?"
"I told him 'yes' of course."
Isaac looked up at her in surprise.
"You said 'yes'?"
"Of course I did. What? You expect me to hang around this joint all the time do you? C'mon man, the Four Amigos could use a few less people on tour."
Isaac just stared.
"What? You have a problem with me going to Australia for a few months?"
"Well, it's, it's not so much that as it is... well, you didn't even talk about it with me."
"What? Aren't I allowed to make spontaneous decisions any more? You know something? I'm glad I didn't talk to you first! You probably would have tried to stop me. Don't I deserve a life? I've pretty much stopped doing interviews - which I loved. I... what I'm doing with my life right now? This is not where I freaking wanna be!"
"Babs -"
"Don't 'Babs' me Isaac. And don't give me the You're-moody-because-you're-pregnant speech again. I'm freaking sick of it."
"Well, want to do expect me to do?" Isaac asked, his voice much louder than intended. "You accepted a job on the other side of the world without even talking to me. And we have a family Babs. We have kids to look after and -"
"Oh what? You don't think I'm freaking aware of that fact?"
And the argument went on, voices getting louder...
**********
Later that day, Rita wandered over and let herself into the house. She spotted Isaac slouched in his chair.
"Hey Ike." She said presently. "Is something wrong?"
Isaac was silent for a moment.
"Babs and I... we had a fight."
"A fight? Really? You guys haven't had a fight in, well, since before you were married?" Rita frowned, trying to remember.
"Something like that."
Rita bit her lip, then patted his back.
"So, umm, was it bad?"
"Oh, I'd say so."
"Want to tell me about it? Of course, you don't have to if you don't want to..."
"No, it's ok." Isaac looked like he was going to cry. "Rita I... she's gone."
"Gone?"
"Left. She's catching a flight back to Australia. And she's taken Lee and Nigel with her."
"Oh my gosh."
"Rita I... I'm scared." He admitted, tears threatening to pour down his cheeks. "I've never see her so angry. I... I... I don't know if I'm ever going to see her again."