Chapter 8
Brock got her to the bed, and Reba sat down. Brock ran to the bathroom, and grabbed a cloth, and got some cold water on it, and walked back to the bedroom, and sat down telling her to lay back he would put the cool cloth on her forehead.
"I don't want a cool cloth Brock God how is that going to help me"?
"I remember when you were stressed in the past you put this on your forehead, and you said it relaxed you"
"I'm more than stressed your Wife said some hurtful things to me, I can't stand that woman"
"I didn't know she came over here I'm so sorry"
"She has nerve calling me a bad Mother that is one thing I'm not"
"I know she is angry she wants to lash out at me but she took it out on you"
"No she pretty much wanted to hurt me, and she did just that. I swear if I was not hurting before she arrived I would have done a scene right out of Dynasty, and I would have ripped out her blond hair by the roots"
Brock smiled, "Oh man that sounds painful"
Reba started to cry, Brock touched her shoulder, and said.
"Reba forget about her what she said we all know is not true. You are amazing with the kids you are the most amazing Mother. You would do anything for them, and she knows it"
"Brock I'm so scared, how are the kids going to react to hearing I have breast cancer"?
"We will help them, we will explain you will have the surgery, and treatment, and than we will help you until you are your old self again"
"I will never be my old self again Brock"
"Yes you will Reba"
"I'm going to lose all my hair Brock how will you like that"?
"We will get you wigs one in every color wouldn't that be cool"
"No I like my color"
"Me too Reba I'm trying to cheer you up, I really don't know what to say"
"The truth would be nice"
"Reba I am saying the truth we are going to get you through this. I will be here for the kids, and you, and finally I can be the husband you deserve"
"You are married to Barbara Jean she will never give you a divorce"
"She has no choice it is over between us"
"Brock look me in the eyes and tell me this isn't you feeling sorry for me because that will kill me"
"I'm here because I want to be here, I never should have left you Reba I'm so sorry"
Reba went into his arms, and he held her tight, but they jump when the phone rang. Reba reached over grabbing it.
"Hello"
"Reba it is Mary from Dr. Allan's office we got you a surgery date it is the day after tomorrow at 7am can you be there"?
"That soon"?
"Yes Reba it is very important to get this now before it gets worse he pushed to get you in as soon as he could"
"I will be there"
"Reba can you come in tomorrow he has some papers for you to read over, and he will explain everything to you"
"Yes I will be there thank you Mary"
"Reba"
"Yes"
"I'm praying for you , I just know you will be OK"
"That means a lot to me Mary thank you". Reba hung up, and Brock touched her shoulder.
"Was that the Doctor"?
"Yes his Secretary Mary they booked the surgery for the day after tomorrow at 7am"
"Reba we have to tell the children"
"Can we wait until tomorrow we can make them their favourites for dinner, and maybe watch a movie, than tell them"
"Anything you want"
"I want this all to be a dream Brock"
Brock pulled her close as they held on to each other both scared to death wondering what their future held for them. Brock made a lot of mistakes in his life but he knew for once in his life he was going to be there for Reba, and do whatever it took to get her healthy again. He wasn't going to lose her not now that he realized just how much he loved her, and needed her in his life. She couldn't die because if she did he knew he would never forgive himself for wasting so much precious time away from her, and their family.
