Reba Hart-Morgan is sitting on the couch in her living room. She's looking at her wedding ring and spinning it around on her finger. The front door of her home opens. She looks over at the door and sees her husband, Dr. Jack Morgan, walk in.
"Hi. How was work?" Reba asks him. He looks a little dazed. He sits in the chair across the room from her. "Jack? Hello?" Reba walks over to him and sits on the arm of the chair. "Jack? Jack!" Reba puts her hand on him. He whirls around to look at her.
"What?" Jack asks.
"What's wrong?" Reba questions him.
"Oh, nothing's wrong." Jack replies.
"Don't give me that. What's going on?" Reba asks.
"Mom! Dad! Can you come help me with my homework!" A voice calls from the other room.
"Just a minute." Reba calls back to her.
"Jack, what is going on here? What's the problem? Come on, tell me." Reba urges him.
"I don't want to talk about it Reba." Jack says standing up walking towards their daughter's bedroom. Reba puts her hand on his arm and stops him from moving.
"What is wrong? I'm your wife, we talk about everything." Reba replies. Jack stops in the hallway.
"I got a promotion." Jack says.
"That's wonderful! What's the problem?" Reba asks.
"I have to move to Paris, France for 2 years." Jack states.
"That's fine. We can homeschool Kara and Lindsay for the two years that we are in Paris. Jordan and Jersey will love it. They have some of the most beautiful parks. I've always wanted to see Paris." Reba says.
"No, you are missing the point. You guys can't go." Jack replies not looking at her.
"What?" Reba asks.
"I have to move to Paris by myself for 2 years. I can't take any of you with me." Jack says looking at his feet.
"So you are saying for the next two years I'm a single mother of five children?" Reba questions.
"Five children? What are you talking about?" Jack asks. He looks at Reba. Her gaze is devastating. "I guess that's what it means. I am sorry. I will come see you all as much as I can, but I have to go alone." Jack says.
"I guess that's for the best. Since it is for work." Reba says.
"I truly am sorry Reba." Jack states holding her hand. Reba pulls it away.
"It's not your fault, I guess."
