---Mark had been tossing around the punching bag with his fist. Marjorie stepped out of the locker room not five minutes later and scouted the gym are... for … the Undertaker. Still seemed so weird, even to think it. Not like she needed to scout or search for him though… he was the only mammothian sized brute in the place. “Sorry it took so long.” She called out, flashing an apologetic smile. Mark looked behind him. He returned her smile. His of understanding. That was before the punching back. Everyone should try and get to it – at least once ... I promise you – you'll love it!"He reached out a hand slowly and Miranda sucked in a breath of anticipation, was he going to touch her? Kiss her? Oh please...The sound of Amanda's animated voice told them that they were about to be joined by the other two.Marcus took the folders from Miranda's arms."What is this lot?" he asked calmly as he stepped back from her just as Peter strolled in with Amanda."They are today's tests and results, to be. I was just too blind to see.There was no reason to fight anything. Her love for me, if it ever existed was gone. I guess I was a guy just going down his own path, doing my thing, till it bit me in the ass. I moved out with my share of the equity she had set up and moved into an apartment.The kids were now eighteen and twenty, but stayed with their mom till they finished their education. I didn't pay child support because they were older and she didn't ask for spousal support since she made as. "Hi guys," Robbie's voice said from behind me.I turned, planning to make a comment about Tami's weirdness. "What the fuck did you do?" Tony, breathe," Tami recommended from behind me.I looked at Robbie again. "What the fu... hell did you do?" Like it?" No!"Robbie frowned, and I knew that Tami's face behind me mirrored hers. "I mean, I liked it before. This is going to take some getting used to.Robbie's long red hair was gone. It was still red, but now it was shorter than mine."I want it back,".