"Narvel, we have to talk. I can't keep going on like this." Reba McEntire tiredly stated, as her husband of 25 years came strolling through the front door, nearing 11 o'clock.
Narvel sighed and kicked off his shoes at the doorway. Running a hand down the front of his face, he knew this conversation was inevitable. "What, Reba? What is it that you want to know?" He asked.
"Narvel" She said, tears welling up in her eyes. "I thought we were going to work through this?" She pleaded, trailing behind him into the living room. It hadn't been two months since Reba found out that Narvel was having an affair. As heartbroken as she was, she desperately wanted to save her marriage.
"Reba." Narvel stated, turning to look her in the eye. "I think it would be best if I leave for awhile, to give us both some space." He said, calmly. "What?" she mustered out, with an airy laugh. "You want to leave?" She said, her mouth suddenly agape. He nodded his head, slowly. Seeing the tears well up in her eyes, he brought her into his arms for a hug. "Reba, I will always love you but we need time a part. This just isn't working anymore." Reba felt numb and stiff in his embrace. She felt a few tears roll down her cheeks. She pulled away, quickly wiping her tears with her shirt sleeve. "Look, Reba, I don't want us to fight. I want to be civil through it all." He stated, as she turned to walk away. "Where are you going to go, Narvel? And what are we going to tell the kids?" She asked, her voice cracking as she proceeded. Narvel sighed and tucked his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "I'm going to stay in a condo just outside of Nashville. It's Paul Kieffer's. He said I could rent monthly from him, until we figure something out here." Reba felt all the color drain from her face, again. This time anger filled her veins. "You told OUR friend that we were separating before you even talked to me about it?!" She asked, emphasizing our. Narvel sighed and drug the palm of his hand down his face. "Narvel, I just can't believe you." Reba said, feeling at a loss for words. "After everything we've been through. We just went on vacation, what?, Three months ago? You go out and have an affair, And now you want to separate?" She exhaled and shook her head. "What about Shelby?" She questioned, looking up again after him. "We will tell him tomorrow." He stated, turning to head for the door.