Brock and Reba spent the whole afternoon sitting on the couch watching movies and talking to each other. Now it was time for Reba to get up and start cooking dinner before Lori Ann got to their house. She wasn't even really sure what she was going to cook for dinner. Brock had been cooking so much lately that she wasn't even sure what all they had other than the things that she bought at the grocery store. "Do you have to go?" Brock whined as he wrapped his arms around Reba's waist.
"Yes honey. I do. I have to make dinner." Reba said with a smile as she gave Brock a soft kiss on the lips with a smile. Brock laughed when she smiled against his lips.
"Would you like some help sweetheart?" Brock asked softly.
Reba smiled at Brock as she stood up. "Brock you've done so much recently. Why don't you just sit back and relax. I know Van and Cheyanne are coming over soon." Reba said with a smile as she walked off into the kitchen. The problem now was what to make for dinner. Then Reba got an idea. She could make some mashed potatoes, chicken, and green beans. Green beans were Reba's favorite vegetable, and she loved adding a little salt with hers.
As Reba started cooking Cheyanne and Van walked in from the kitchen door. "Hey mom. What are you doing?" Cheyanne asked as Reba laughed a little.
"Well I'm in the kitchen getting food out so I think I'm cooking, but I'm not quite sure." Reba said and smiled as she walked over to her eldest daughter and wrapped her arms around her. "It's so great to see you sweetie."
"So, I see Mr. H is sitting on your couch." Van said. Had he forgotten that the two were going to get remarried, or maybe he was just being Van? He looked at his mother-in-law and smiled. "The boys are catching up with the girls."
Reba raised her eyebrows at her son-in-law. "Van what are you talking about?"
"Well there's me, Jake, and now Mr. H. That means there's three of us and-" Van started mumbling to himself and counting on his fingers. "Four of you."
"Van you do realize that you don't live here anymore, therefore it is two against two." Reba said as Van stomped his right foot at Mrs. H and then walked into the living room to talk to Mr. H. Most likely about football because even though Brock was no longer Van's coach, like he was in high school, they still enjoyed talking about it.
Cheyanne looked at her mother and laughed some, rolling her eyes at her husband's reaction. Elizabeth, Reba's granddaughter, walked up to Reba and smiled. The six year old was getting so big, but she would always be a baby to Reba. Besides, she was her first grandbaby. Reba picked her granddaughter up and smiled. "Well look at you Elizabeth."
Elizabeth smiled, she looked just like Cheyanne when she did, and started talking to her grandmother. "Today in school we read a book. It was about sharing."
"What did you learn from the book, Elizabeth?" Reba asked with a soft smile.
"I learned that sharing is good." Elizabeth said with a smile. "I'm going to go share with grandpa." Elizabeth said as Reba put her down and her little feet ran into the living room with her father and grandpa were sitting.
Reba then looked at Cheyanne as she started cooking dinner. "So how is life going?" Reba asked her daughter. Their relationship was great even though they no longer lived with each other.
"It's actually going pretty good, but I want to know what's going on with you and dad." Cheyanne said as she sat in a chair that was by the island.
"What do you mean?" Reba asked not knowing exactly what Cheyanne wanted to know. What was there to tell her?
Cheyanne looked at her mom and raised her eyebrows. "I want to know what new is going on in your all's life."
"Well we're still getting married. Haven't really talked about doing another counseling session yet. Oh yeah, I'm going to quit my job and go work at the office again." Reba said, still cooking. She was focusing on cooking because she only had an hour before Lori Ann arrived and not only did dinner need to be ready, but she needed to be ready for a bunch of back and forth between Brock and Lori Ann just like they always did.
"You're what!? Do you think that's the right thing to do mom?" Cheyanne asked, curious for her mom's reply.
Reba looked at her daughter and smiled a little. "I was a little hesitant at first too but after thinking it over I think it will be the best thing. After all since he knows about my high blood pressure and everything things will be more flexible."
What her mother was making since, and she liked the fact that her parents were going to spend time together. Her mom was an adult so she was able to make her own decisions. Cheyanne didn't think that Reba working for Brock was bad at all. It might be better anyways because her father did know about her crazy family and her medical issues. "I'm just glad to finally see you happy. It's nice to know that you're not walking around the house moping."
Reba knew that her daughter meant well, but sometimes the way she put things were not always the best. "Did you forget that you don't live here?" Reba asked.
"Come on, Mom. Admit it. After the divorce you were so depressed all the time. Yes things got easier for you as time went on, but deep down you were always upset because you missed dad." Cheyanne was right. She always did miss Brock. That was something she couldn't control either. Brock had always meant so much to Reba, and although he wasn't fully taken from her it killed her when he came around with Barbra Jean.
"Cheyanne when did you get so mature? You are such a beautiful woman on the inside and out." Reba said with a soft smile. Cheyanne use to be one of the most immature teenagers Reba had ever known, but when she had Elizabeth she started to grow up. There were times when she wasn't always the sharpest tool in the shed, but overall Cheyanne turned into a great young adult, and Van wasn't doing badly either.
Cheyanne smiled at her mom and looked at her. "I'm just so happy to see the two of you back together. The two of you are finally happy. I feel like our family is finally back together, even though it wasn't horrible before."
Reba smiled, and she did agree. Brock was never out of their lives, but she was so much happier when she was in a relationship with him than when they were just friends. Reba smiled and Cheyanne got up and started helping her mother cook. The two stood at the stove talking and laughing, having wonderful mother-daughter time.