It had been two weeks since Liz kicked Brock, Reba, and the kids out of her house. They ended up renting a house in Nashville, Tennessee to be far enough away from Texas. Reba and Kyra were afraid of bleaching Kyra's red hair so they dyed it a dark brown, and she wore green contacts.
"Kyra, look at me." Reba says on her first day of school.
"Mom, do we have to go through with this again? I know what I tell them; I got my emergency numbers. I'll be okay. Don't worry. Your job is to watch Reba for me, okay?" Kyra asks.
"I know, but I'm just worried that he could show up at any time looking for Reba, and you know we aren't going to give her up without a fight." Reba replies. Kyra hugs her mom and tears come slowly falling down her face.
"That's what makes me so strong and able to go to school. I know that you love Reba and that you wouldn't willingly give her to anyone." Kyra responds.
"Well hon, you better hurry up and be running off to school." Brock says holding out Kyra's jacket. Kyra takes it.
"Thank you. Bye." Kyra runs out and closes the door behind her.
"This is our little girl's first day of school." Reba says. Brock wraps his arm around her.
"This isn't Kyra's first day of school. This is her first day of school in hiding." Brock corrected her with a smile.
"How did you come up with her name?" Reba asks looking at Brock.
"Well you've always wanted to be called Katherine, so I thought of Katherine and then my middle name is Lee. So I thought it would be perfect if we sent her to school and registered her as Katherine R. Lee. Isn't it the perfect name?" Brock asks with a smile.
"I wouldn't say that, but it will suffice just until we can go back to Houston." Reba replies.
"What's wrong with it?" Brock asks looking at his wife.
"It just sounds, oh I don't know, a little… old?" Cheyenne volunteers while her mom is speechless.
"I agree with her." Reba says nodding pointing at Cheyenne.
"Oh come on you two. I bet you they won't find her this way." Brock says.
'Oh, don't be so sure, dad." Cheyenne replies.
"Thanks for the confidence Cheyenne. Why don't you go upstairs and try to make your pillows feel better about being pillows." Brock says sarcastically.
"Sheesh." Cheyenne responds shaking her head. "You try to help some people and they never appreciate it." Brock ushers Reba into another room.
"We can't stay here."
"Of course we can stay here. We are 1500 miles away from home. Nobody here knows any of us but Katherine Lee and they don't even know that that's not who she is." Reba replies.
"But somebody might figure it out! Do you really want that for our granddaughter?" Brock asks.
"I am tired of running and looking over our shoulders the whole time Brock! We are going to have to stop running sometime." Reba states.
"If you do that, Kyra and Reba won't make it another state and something will happen to them. We have to keep on the move. You can homeschool Kyra from a camper." Brock states.
"I do not want us, Kyra, Cheyenne, and Jake to live in a camper. Let alone Reba grow up thinking that that's all life has to offer. Before this all happened we had a beautiful house, and we could give her everything she wanted." Reba says.
"Well, it's not that way anymore Reba. What are we going to do?" Brock asks.
"Let's stay here just a little bit longer until we can figure out what to do." Reba says.
"I will give you two weeks and if you haven't arranged something by then, we're out of here." Brock replies.