Chap 7
Reba had been home for almost a week and everything had not gone smoothly. She truly didn't remember a thing. Sure she remembered the basics like how to talk, walk, bathe, chores, ect. But everything that made her Reba was gone. She had to relearn everyone's names and still had to ask sometimes. It took her a while to respond when they called her 'mom' 'Reba' or 'Mrs.H'. But now as it neared the seventh day of her being home she was finally catching on.
"Hey Jake." Reba said happily as a brown haired boy walked in through the back door. She was seated at the table eating a ham and cheese sandwich, with a glass of grape juice as she read a book Brock had claimed was one of her favorites. Hoping to regain some memory she agreed to read it. The boy smiled as he walked to the 'fridge to fetch a can of Pepsi.
"Hey you remembered me this time." Jake said as he happily opened the can and took a big sip. The red head at the table looked up and smiled proud of herself for remembering and not calling him Van or Henry.
"Yup, I guess I'm getting better... Um you know at y'alls names and stuff." she said. Then a blond woman came through the door followed by Brock.
"Now she doesn't remember a thing, Lori Ann." he finished as they came into the kitchen.
"I know I know you told me the whole story on how this happened all the way from the airport." she said in her thick drawl. Reba looked to her confused for a second. "Hey their Reba." the blond said sitting across from her at the table. "So how you been. I'm sorry that I had to leave a few days before this all happened but why don't you fill me in on what's been goin' on 'round here lately." Lori Ann said. Reba put the book down making sure to out the book mark in to save her place.
"I'm sorry but how do I know you, sister or cousin?" she asked. Lori Ann laughed.
"No, no nothin' like that I've been you best friend since preschool, Reba, but that's alright Brock told me how much you didn't remember." she said. Brock walked over and sat down at the table with them as they talked. It seemed as if the clicked right away. Brock smiled as Lori Ann told her of all the crazy things they have done.

Another week passed and as they went on life with a memory less Reba got better and better. She now knew everyone's names and has come to terms with her name being 'Reba' with what ever the different relatives call her or put before or after it. She had fallen in love with being 'Mom' and 'Grammy' to the kids and she and Lori Ann were best of friends. But then there was Brock, she had been having strange dreams where she was a prisoner in some strange place, then there was one she prayed would never happen, he died of cancer. But in reality he was so sweet. He would help with the chores along with the kids and he would help push her in the right direction, telling her what she use to like and what might help bring back the memories. He would watch the movies with her and he felt herself falling in love with him.

One day she and Brock were at the local Wal*Mart, Brock had to run off down a different isle for something he had forgotten to put on the list and just remembered he needed. Reba stood there with the cart looking at canned fruit when a male voice she didn't recognize came out of nowhere. She spun around facing the man as she held the can she had been looking at tighter, she eyed him wearily trying to decide to throw the can, run, or see what the man wants. "Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you, Reba." the man said, holding up his hands close to his head to show he meant no harm. She kept the firm grip on the can as it looked to be the only weapon in hand if she needed to use one.
"I heard what happened to you, Reverend Parks told me you had lost your memory, so I know you don't remember anything but I'm so glad I found you I'm Jack by the way." he said then he got a serious expression. "I need you to listen to me carefully" he whispered, Reba looked to him confused. "you see they're lying to you, you never knew them, you have been married to me for five years, but Brock wanted you bad, and now he has somehow managed to erase your memory of your real life, with me, so he could get you." he looked around and Reba looked to him shocked, Brock had warned her that people who found out about her 'condition' would try to do this, so she refused to believe this Jack character.
"Really?" she asked faking interest. "And maybe they're gonna steal a rocket and force me to be queen of Pluto, oh no, I think that Saturn would be more their speed." she said sarcastically. His face fell and she could tell he was mad at her comment.
"I'm trying to save you here!" he said at a normal level but Reba could tell he was ticked. "Come on I gotta get you outa here." he said grabbing her arm.
"No! Let me go!" Reba cried as he started to drag her away from the cart, she tried to hit him with the can but he had the arm she holding the can with in his grip and easily grabbed her only weapon and then threw can behind him. She whimpered in pain and fear and once again tried to free herself.
"Shut up and come on." he said holding her upper arm tighter and dragging her out of the isle.
"No! Let me Go!" she cried as she pulled against his grip but he was too strong, tears started to fall from her eyes at the thought that this man was going to get away with her.
"LET ME GO! BROCK..." her scream for help was cut short by the man's hand coming out of no where and slapping her face hard. Her head snapped to the side and she knew if he had not been holding her arm she would have fallen to the floor. Now people were gathering at the end of the secluded isle and whispering amongst themselves instead of helping her. She got her footing again and kept fighting the man but he easily stopped her attacks and managed to grab a fist full of her hair. He pulled her face to his and forced a kiss on her lips. She hit him trying to escape as the crowd gasped and murmured more whispers. He once again slapped her face and her tears fell to the floor as yet again no one dared to move to save her.