Reba and Brock Hart were standing in Brock's kitchen starring into each others face. Reba told Brock to go after his wife Barbra Jean because she thought that Brock thought he made a mistake by leaving Reba for her. When Brock said he couldn't go after her and Reba demanded to know why Brock told her that he did think he made a mistake.
Reba wanted this to mean that Brock was going to take her back, or ask her to take him back. The problem was that he was a married man and on top of that he was married to her best friend. Sure, Barbra Jean drove Reba insane and always seemed to raise her blood pressure but she never meant to cause any problems. Barbra Jean always meant well even though she always caused chaos.
"Brock your wife is in the living room in a panic because she doesn't think you love her! I know what its like to feel that way and im begging you to not make her feel like that." Reba looked at her ex-husband hoping that Brock would understand. Everyone always teased Reba about how stubborn she was but Brock was just as stubborn.
"I can't do that Reba. I never quit loving you. Can't you see that when I had an affair it was because I was too blind to see what I had?" Brock said looking in Reba's eyes. Reba wanted to jump into Brocks arms and proclaim her love for him but she couldn't. She couldn't take all this anymore. Too much was happening and she felt like she was trapped in a hole.
"I got to go Brock. This is too much. You did me wrong when we were married. You cannot do someone else wrong either." Reba said as she opened the door and walked out of it faster than Brock could stop her. Reba didn't want to go home. She didn't want to stay here. It seemed anywhere was better than being here with Mr. and Mrs. Crazy living down three houses down. She wanted more than anything to get up and go back to Oklahoma for a few days but she knew she couldn't do that to her kids. Not before talking to them anyways.
When Reba walked into her house all of her kids were coincidentally sitting in her living room. Reba needed to get away and her oldest daughter Cheyanne could see that something was bothering her. "Mom are you okay?" Cheyanne asked as she got up and walked over to her mom and then resting her hands on Reba's shoulders.
"Nothing. I've just been thinking about going to Oklahoma for a little while." Reba said as she tried not to show how upset she was. She wasn't sure what to say to her kids. She would absolutely love for her kids to come with her, but she needed some alone time too. "How about we all have a family vacation. Just the six of us."
Jake's face lit up with excitement. He knew that his mom was from Oklahoma but he didn't know much about it. Besides going to Oklahoma meant seeing his grandparents and that was always a blast.
Kyra smiled and nodded her head in agreement. She was dying to get out of Houston for a while. Cheyanne and Van seemed just as excited. "Then it's settled." Reba said with a soft smile. "I'll call and make sure that it's alright with momma and daddy tonight and we'll leave first thing tomorrow. If you don't want to be left behind then I suggest you do your packing tonight or early in the morning." Reba said as she started walking up the stairs.
She wanted to lay in her bed where she felt safe. The truth was that the bedroom had memories that the other rooms of the houses couldn't have. Reba and Brock were madly in love with each other when they bought this house and now Reba was living in it without him. This was the house Reba always pictured her and Brock living and them raising a family there and now Brock was living three houses down raising a family with another woman.
Reba knew she wasn't completely over Brock no matter how hard she tried. She was married to him for twenty years and had three babies together. Reba couldn't wrap her head around the fact that he was no longer hers. It had roughly been two years since the divorce and Reba still was unable to get over her ex-husband.
Brock wasn't someone that you could just get over. Sure he was stubborn and cheap and didn't always pay the best attention; there was a time when Reba would try and talk to him and he'd sit there and chew ice. However Brock was also one of the sweetest people that she had ever met. She fell madly in love with him the moment she first saw him because when Terry Holiway hired her to work in the bar that he owned and Brock worked at.
When Reba was pregnant Brock always went out of his way to make sure she was as comfortable as she could be. He'd even carry her places making sure she wouldn't get exhausted. Oh how that man would spoil her. The last few years of their marriage wasn't like that though. Talking was replaced with arguing. Sleeping in each other's arms was replaced with sleeping with their back to each other or Brock was on the couch. Kissing goodbye before he left for work stopped. Instead they remained silent. Things were different at the end of their marriage than it was before.
Reba sighed as a tear fell on her cheek. She missed him more than she ever thought she would. When the divorce first happened she was convinced she'd never want him back and the only reason they were still in each other's lives was because of the children. Now Reba wasn't so sure that they were the reason. Yes, they had something to do with it but they weren't the whole reason. Reba knew she needed Brock and maybe Brock knew he needed her. With a soft sigh Reba started to drift into a light sleep where she dreamt about how they once were and what it would be like if they were still married.