"KELLA MARIE MORGAN!!!!!!!! GET YOUR SORRY BUTT DOWN HERE NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Reba Morgan called up the spiral staircase of her Nashville home. It was the third anniversary of Karol's death and you could hear the song Reba had written and recorded for her daughter.
"LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Kella called down the stairs as Jack walked it to the hallway.
"KELLA!!! DOWN HERE!! NOW!!!" Reba screamed.
"WHY?! SO YOU CAN TELL ME THAT YOU DON' CARE ABOUT US!!!!!!!!"
"KELLA MORGAN GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!" Jack screamed up the stairs.
"NO DAD!!!!!!!!!!"
"KELLA MARIE MORGAN GET DOWN HERE BEFORE I COME UP THERE AND DRAG YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE!!!!!!"
Kella opened her door and stomped down the stairs. "What?"
"Kella your grounded."
"Why Mom??"
"Because you are!" Reba yelled at her before she turned around to leave.
"Because isn't an answer."
Reba turned around on the heal of her highs. "What did you say to me?"
"Reba. Don't"
"Jack," Reba looked at him then turned her head to Kella. "Your grounded because you told me that you think that I care more about my career than my own children and because your failing seven of your eight classes!" Reba pointed up the stairs. "ROOM NOW!" Kella rolled her eyes and stormed back up the stairs.