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(In Reba's house)
"Van, get down here, we're gonna be late for work!!"
"Coming Mrs. H!" van said sliding down the banister almost hitting Reba.
"Van!" Reba said hitting him upside the head. " How many times do I have to tell you to get down here on time?!"
"Well sheesh." Van said rubbing his head. "I'm tired. I was up all night with Cheyenne since she has morning sickness."
Reba forgave her son-in-law instantly. She knew how hard it was with morning sickness. Her mind drifted off to a memory that happened many years ago.
" Oh Brock, I think I just threw up the rest of my stomach." A 20 year old Reba said groaning.
" Aww honey, you know that's not possible." Brock said with a twinkle in his eye
Reba glared at him. Brock chuckled to himself and said, "Come on, you're strong, you can pull through this." He said kissing her neck. "Brock stop it!" Reba exclaimed. But she knew he wouldn't. The more she protested, the tighter Brock held on. He gently laid her on the bed. She knew what was in store for her so she gave in. As Brock began kissing her passionately, she felt her stomach lurch. Oh great. Perfect timing. She thought.
"Brock, stop." Reba said wiggling out of his grasp and ran into the bathroom.
"Mrs. H., Mrs. H. Are you alright?" Van said waving his hand in front of her.
"Huh? Reba said. Looking at her son-in-laws worried face, she quickly said, "Oh yeah, I'm good. I was just thinking of when I had morning sickness when I was pregnant with Cheyenne."
"Well in that case then, lets go to work." Van said happily sauntering out the door. Reba shook her head. Why was she thinking of memories like this all of a sudden?
(Later that day in Brock's house)
"Barbra Jean, for the last time, I don't think it's necessary to call the police because I accidently put Binky next to Lulu." Brock said getting angry. He had put Barbra Jean's beanie babies in the wrong order and now she was on the verge of calling the police.
"Well, it's a big deal to me!" Barbra Jean said angrily. "I told you a long time ago that Binky and Lulu have a history! And now, they're both mad at me because they were next to each other!
Brock rolled his eyes. He loved his wife and all but sometimes, he wondered why he had left Reba for a person with four hundred beanie babies that are lined up in occupation.
"You know what? Fine, call the police. I think it would be best if we were separated for a while anyway!" Brock said out loud.
"Well then, if that's how you feel, then go!" Barbra Jean said haughtily.
They both reached for the door. "I'm going to Reba's!!" They said in unison.
"Oh no your not!" Barbara Jean said. "She's my best friend. And this situation is between us."
"Not if I get there first!" Brock said putting his coat on.
"Oh well, I got the car."
They raced toward Reba's house.
(about the same time that afternoon.)
"Van, I was thinking, isn't your anniversary coming up?" Reba started asking her son-in-law.
"Yeah, so what?" Van said stuffing his mouth with a "van-which"
"How are you guys going to celebrate it?" Reba asked.
"I was going to talk to you about that. See……."