"What's going on with you? You were so happy and cheerful just yesterday because you were marrying Parker, and today you won't even eat your favorite breakfast." Brock says looking at his ex-wife.
"I don't want to talk about it." Reba replies staring at the plate.
"Come on Reba. We were best friends for twenty years. I know something is wrong with you." Brock states.
"I said I don't want to talk about it!" Reba hollers glaring at him.
"Okay…" Brock says raising his hands. "I just don't want you to get hurt is all. I was worried about you."
"Right." Reba says sarcastically with her thick accent.
"What? What did I do this time?" Brock asks.
"You left Brock! We are on this vacation to make the situation better. Not because we want to. You had an affair with another woman! What do you think isn't wrong with that! I don't believe you!" Reba screams.
"Reba, calm down. I'm sorry; I've told you before how sorry I was. I didn't mean anything. I wasn't trying to make any kind of statement." Brock starts to say.
"Oh, you made your statement already when you left me for a woman half my age Brock! I am tired of all of this! I am tired of getting hurt; I don't want to deal with it anymore." Reba replies crying.
"Oh Reba, I'm sorry. I had no idea." Brock starts to say.
"Reba, can I talk to you?" A voice asks from behind her. Reba turns to look at it.