"Mommy..." Grace moaned as I walked in her room.
"Shh, shh. I'm right here." I reassure her. "Now open." I say. She opened her mouth and I put the thermometer under tongue.
"Mom-" I cut her off.
"Shh, Gracie don't talk. Not until the thermometer beeps." And she stays quiet after that.
*beep beep* the thermometer beeped a couple minutes later. I took the thermometer out of her mouth and looked at it.
"101.2, looks like your staying right here. I'll bring you whatever you need. I love you baby." I say.
"I love you too mommy." She said.
"Now, lay down, and take a nap. I'll be back in a little while to check on you, ok?" I ask.
"Ok mommy." She's says. I walk back to the door, look at her one more time and smile. That's my baby. She's strong. Just like her momma. I turn out the light and walk down stairs.
"REBA!" BJ exclaims.
"Yeah Barbara Jean?" I say with a confused tone in my voice.
"Oh.. There you are."
"Where else would I go? I left the room 10 minutes ago."
"Heh... Yeah, I've got to talk to you. Like, really bad. Alone." I wonder what she wants now. I do love her... But she can still get on my nerves.
"Ok BJ. Shoot." I say after I had Brock go check on Grace.
"Ok, so you know that guy I've been dating?" She said.
"Yeah." I responded.
"Well, I think he's going to ask me to marry him." She had a worried look on her face.
"But you just got divorced. Are you really jumping into another marriage?" I asked.
"Well, that's what I came here for. But you went upstairs to check on Grace two seconds after I walked in the door. I wanted to know your opinion." She explained.
"Well, BJ, I think you should wait. Really I do. You just got divorced 4 months ago. I really don't think you should jump into another marriage so soon." I finish.
"Thank you Reba. I knew I could count on you!" She exclaimed, and hugged me.
"You're welcome Barbara Jean." I say. She walked out the back door without a goodbye.
"Reba!" Brock said in a worried tone. I turn around to see Grace in his arms. She's not breathing.
"Brock! Oh my goodness Gracie! Go, go, get her in the car!" I say as I rush them out the back door.
