About 2 months after their wedding Reba could already feel them drifting apart. Reba sat there, alone on the couch; the kids were with their dad for the weekend, and she was enjoying the quiet, to an extent. She wished someone was there with her. Normally she would wish that Bill was there with her, but tonight she couldn't shake the thought of wanting Brock to be there with her. It was all she could think about lately. She didn't know why he was constantly on her mind, but she was starting to loose sleep over it.
Once Bill got home Reba decided to sit him down and talk to him about how distant they had become. "Bill, do you think we could talk?" she asked.
"Yeah, what about?" he asked sitting down on the edge of the table in front of her.
"Well, is it just me or are we not spending as much time together as we used to? It's like we spent more time together before we were married and we didn't live together!"
"No, I know. I've been feeling the same way, and you know what? I was just about to ask you if you wanted to go out for drinks tonight. What do you say?"
She smiled and said, "Alright! Sounds like fun!" She went and got ready before they left. When she came down and impressed look was on Bill's face, "What?" she asked.
"Nothing you just look…wow!" He managed.
She laughed and grabbed her purse before they closed the door behind them. They got to the bar, and before you knew it Bill was helping her to the car to head back home.
Once they made it inside he lead Reba upstairs where she decided to get into the shower because her hair smelt like smoke. Bill took it upon himself to join her. He knew she was drunk, and he would be taking advantage of her, but that wasn't going to stop him at this point.
Little did they know how this night would have an effect on the rest of their lives….