The marriage was doomed to remain childless. Paul had gone into it hoping he could change Vicki’s mind, though she’d never wanted kids. He built them a home in the suburbs, one with a big back yard and three bedrooms, but one day when Paul was at work, Vicki called a landscaping company to come and build a giant deck with a pool. The next day she painted over the pastel sheep in what would have been the nursery and turned the room into her office.
Perhaps never having to worry about money caused boredom in their marriage, maybe Vicki was never meant to settle down. When Paul finally acquiesced to allowing a third person into their bed, it was the beginning of the end.