Brock was driving down Main Street and he was trying to get ahold of Barbra Jean. "Hey BJ, do you want me to pick up something for supper?"

Rain started to crash all around the car and Brock had to turn the wipers on high. "Brock is it raining?" BJ asked.

"Yeah, I can barely see, I'm gonna pull over and wait for it to let up." "Oh, and Brock, don't get anything, we got enough to eat."

Brock saw something lying near the trash can in the allyway and he asked ""What's that?" "Brock, food is something you eat." "No, there is something out here in the ally, hang on.''

"No Brock, I gotta go, Henry wants something, love you bye." BJ said and she hung up the phone. "Huh, what is that?" Brock saw it was something with either a red shirt or white.

"Good lord, whatever it is, it looks scared." Brock got out of the car and walked out into the rain. "Is it a dog?" "Oh God, please don't let it be a dog." Brock said.

Brock moved the trash and things away from the thing and gasped when he saw what it was. "Oh my god, it'ss Reba." Brock said crouching right beside her.

Brock put a hand on her shoulder and she started shaking and crying "Please don't hurt me, please!" Reba put her arms over her fave in protection and Brock saw she had cuts, and her blouse was half open.

"Reba listen to me, it's Brock, remember?" Brock said helping her to her knees. "Who are you and what do you want?" Reba yelled still very scared.

"Reba, it's Brock, your ex husband remember?" Brock said shaking her. "Reba come on, let's get the heck out of here." Brock said helping her up.

Reba took procaution to getting in the car untill Brock told her it was all right. Reba nodded and before Brock got in his car he shook his head.

"God, who ever did this to you, I will make them pay, because you're everything to me." Brock whispered and climbed into the car.

She's a yellow pair of running shoes

A holey pair of jeans She looks great in cheap sunglasses

She looks great in anything

She's I want a piece of chocolate

Take me to a movie

She's I can't find a thing to wear

Now and then she's moody.

She's a Saturn with a sunroof

With her brown hair a-blowing

She's a soft place to land

And a good feeling knowing

She's a warm conversation

That I wouldn't miss for nothing

She's a fighter when she's mad

And she's a lover when she's loving.

And she's everything I ever wanted

And everything I need

I talk about her, I go on and on and on

'Cause she's everything to me.

She's a Saturday out on the town

And a church girl on Sunday

She's a cross around her neck

And a cuss word 'cause it's Monday

She's a bubble bath and candles

Baby come and kiss me

She's a one glass of wine

And she's feeling kinda tipsy.

She's the giver I wish I could be

And the stealer of the covers

She's a picture in my wallet

Of my unborn children's mother

She's the hand that I'm holding

When I'm on my knees and praying

She's the answer to my prayer

And she's the song that I'm playing.

And she's everything I ever wanted

And everything I need

I talk about her, I go on and on and on 'Cause she's everything to me.

She's the voice I love to hear

Someday when I'm ninety

She's that wooden rocking chair

I want rocking right beside me Everyday that passes

I only love her more

Yeah, she's the one

That I'd lay down my own life for.

And she's everything I ever wanted

And everything I need

She's everything to me

Yeah she's everything to me.

Everything I ever wanted

And everything I need

She's everything to me...