Well Howdy! (don't know why but I have wanted to say that all morning) With all the good reviews for the first chapter I decided to update sooner than I usually do but then my computer wouldn't work and now that I am home for the weekend I am writing this on my family's computer. Now that I'm done blabbing on and on here is the second chapter to my third Reba story…
The Secret's Out
"Hey mom we're home." Cheyenne said as she and Van came through the front door.
"Hi honey there is someone I want you all to meet…"
"Hey mom." Kyra said as she followed Jake through the front door.
"Why don't ya'll sit down?" Reba said as her family moved away from the door cautiously.
"Mom is everything OK, you're not dying or anything are you?" Cheyenne asked worried.
"No I'm fine. I said there is someone I want you to meet." Reba said as she sat down and everyone could now see Robert sitting in the chair nearest the kitchen.
"So who is he?" Van asked tensing up at seeing the somewhat handsome man in his usual seat.
"First I want all of you to be sitting." Reba said growing impatient.
"OK, gees relax mom." Jake said sitting down on the arm of the chair Cheyenne was sitting in.
"We are all sitting down, backs straight and legs crossed, any other commands or will you start talking now?" Kyra said annoyed at missing dinner with her dad.
"I want you to meet Van, Cheyenne, Kyra, and Jake. And I want ya'll to meet Robert Grey, my son." Reba said waiting for the shocked replies of the family members she had introduced. As soon as Kyra heard the last word of Reba's introduction she stormed out the front door slamming it very loudly behind her in the process and running down the street to Brock's house.
"Hi Robert, wait your what?" Van said staring intently at Mrs. H the woman he had come to feel was more like a mother to him than his real mother ever had been.
"I was 20 when I got pregnant and my boyfriend Matt left me, Grandma and Grandpa and I decided that adoption was the best option for my situation. After 6 months of searching we met Joan and Harry Grey in my 8th month and three weeks later I had Robert, I knew that having two loving and supportive parents would be better for him as a child and would also provide him with more of a normal childhood and better options when he grew up. So I had to give him up and even if that risked me never seeing him because of the adoption agreement I knew that he would be better off because of it." Reba said as silent tears slid down her cheeks during her explanation.
"Mom why didn't you tell us?" Cheyenne asked her face still showing shock.
"After so many years I figured that he would never find out or come to find me so I wouldn't have a reason to, and if I would have said something you would have gone off to find him." Reba said.
"I would not have!" Cheyenne said defending herself.
"Sweetie I know you to well and yes you would have." Reba said with a small smile.
"OK I'm still a little confused." Jake said quietly.
"About what?" Reba asked him.
"I'm just confused, you never told us any of this before so it's kind of hard to digest." Jake said trying to sound older than his 11 years.
"It's OK to be confused, life can get confusing." Reba said putting a supportive hand on Jake's shoulder.
"You can say that again." Van said with a snort that was his laugh.
Kyra came running through the front door with a loud bang from the slamming of the door and Brock immediately went to see what was wrong with his moody teenage daughter. When he walked into her room he couldn't believe what he saw, she was cuddled up on her bed holding her favorite stuffed puppy from when she was younger, and she was crying. Brock hadn't seen her cry in almost ten years and now there she was and he was the only one there to comfort her so that's what he did. Bringing her up into his lap he held her close and just let her cry, running his fingers through her long, curly red hair that reminded him so much of her mother and softly rubbing her back to comfort her as he did when she was little. He kept holding her until she couldn't cry anymore and when she looked up at him with those baby blue and now tearstained eyes he just had to ask.
"Kyra what happened?" Brock asked still soothingly rubbing her back in gentle circles.
"I don't want to talk about it." Kyra stated still holding on to him tightly.
"Kyra you cried, you never cry. Please will you just tell me what or who made you cry?" Brock asked sounding more like a dad than he had in months.
"Mom." Kyra said waiting for his reply.
"What exactly did your mother do?" Brock asked wondering if Reba had really made her cry.
"She has been lying to all of us for god knows how many years and she just decides that today she is going to spring her 'little secret' on the rest of the family. Dad, mom has another kid. He looks older that Cheyenne and a whole lot like mom with the big blue eyes and her red hair and when she told us I had to get out of that house it was sickening to hear that my mom had been lying to me for my whole damn life." Kyra said getting mad and frustrated.
"What do you mean she has another son?" Brock said shocked.
"I don't really know that much, I had to get out of there." Kyra said calming down.
"Don't you think you should go back and hear your mother's side of all this?" Brock asked.
"Why would I want to do that?" Kyra asked finally deciding to let go of her dad but not giving up her seat on his lap.
"Kyra no matter what you think right now you should always know that your mother loves you, she would do anything in the world for all of her children, apparently all four of them, and maybe she was protecting him from life with a single mother just like she tries to protect you now, heck I'm not sure. I'm not sure but I think that if she hadn't lied and told me the truth when we first got together in college I would have been stupid enough to dump her, and then you wouldn't be sitting right here being mad at her. Please go talk to her, she needs you kids a lot more than you think she does, and she may be overprotective and bossy and annoying at times but she is just trying to help you, trust me if I would have listened more after we got married I think things would have been a lot better between us and maybe we would still be together." Brock admitted to his daughter.
"OK gees guilt trip much." Kyra said starting to smile.
"Learned it from the best, your Grammy Liz." Brock said with a smile.
"It's still hard to think of mom having another son." Kyra said with a sigh.
"I know but we have t5o deal with it, if only for your mother's sake." Brock said reassuringly. At that moment Barbra Jean walked by Kyra's room and heard the end of Brock and Kyra's conversation, her eyes widened at the news and she immediately ran down the stairs and out the door to have a little talk with a certain redhead down the street…
Well I hope you enjoyed it, took me a while to get the conversation between Brock and Kyra where I wanted it but I think it is finally good enough to post. And please remember to review it lets me know if you guys think I should change anything and it also lets me know that people are alive and actually willing to read my writing. Till next time…