"It was then that I decided I had a problem." Reba said.
"Well, was it that you decided or that it was decided for you?" A man in a suit asked. He was holding a notebook and a pen with his legs crossed.
"Probably a little bit of both. They told me that I had unexpressed anger against my ex-husband's lover. I was the one who decided I needed to do something about it." Reba replied. The man leaned back in his chair.
"This is progress. Well you've been here about two weeks. Before you wouldn't even think about this woman without having bad thoughts correct?" The man asked. Reba nodded.
"When I found out that I was angry with her, it just brought up the whole situation all over again. Now I think I'm okay." Reba stated.
Ever since Reba's incident with Brock and Barbara Jean she'd been talking about going to a clinic to help her collect her thoughts. Her mental health clinic psychiatrist has been saying that this is helping and she's making progress.
"Oh Reba, there is somebody in the commons area that would like to see you." He said. Reba looked at him.
"I can't. Just because I won't kill Barbara Jean doesn't mean I can face her right now." She stated. He just laughed.
"It's not Barbara Jean. Just go in there and talk with him and I will finish my work up here to give to the clinic." He said. Reba walked down the halls of the clinic. She got to the commons area and saw a man sitting there. She thought she vaguely recognized the back of his head. She walked over and stood next to him.
"Are you waiting for me?" Reba boldly asked him. He turned around and looked at her. "Brian! Oh I'm so glad to see you!" He stood up and Reba wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. "I can't believe you're here. Oh I love you." She kissed him. "Wait, why are you here?" Brian laughed.
"You're my wife; I haven't seen you in three weeks. Why wouldn't I come see you? They didn't want you to have contact with anybody for the first few weeks you were here. They were afraid that might make the situation worse. But all the kids send their love. Cheyenne wants you to know that she's keeping a lot of your stuff warm for you. Including your pearl earrings that she loves so much." Reba smiled.
"Yeah. I may never get them back. But I'm still so glad to see you. Did they tell you how much longer I have to be in here? They won't tell me when I ask them." Reba stated.
"We will talk about that later." Brian said and sat down. "Oh hon, come here." Reba sat down next to him and he hugged her. "I forgot how warm you are." Brian held on tight to her. He finally let go. "Well, we are supposed to keep these visits short. I just wanted to come tell you that everybody loves you and we miss you at home." Brian kissed her. "Now that was for me though." Brian smiled. He let go of her hand. "I love you Reba. I will be back to see you soon." Brian walked out the front door. Reba sighed and walked back towards her room.