Chapter Two- Cheyenne Calls Van

"Mom. I'm home!" Cheyenne called out, when her mother was nowhere to be found.

"Gamma! We home!" Elizabeth imitated her mother in her sweet little voice.

Reba came downstairs and Elizabeth went running to her Grandma, where Reba scooped her up into her arms.

"Hey, sweetie." Reba acknowledged her grand-daughter. "I thought I was supposed to pick her up today."

"Well, my late class was cancelled so I decided to pick her up early."

Elizabeth gave her grandma a hug, then wriggled around in her arms, wanting to be put down. She walked over to her little playset and began playing with her toys.

After a few minutes of watching Elizabeth play, Cheyenne grabbed her mother by the arm and led her to the couch.

"Ok, time to talk." She demanded.

"Cheyenne, I'm fine." Reba whispered.

"No. You are not fine." Cheyenne almost yelled. "We are going to sit here until you tell me what's wrong."

Reba laid her head back on the cushion and let a single tear roll down her cheek.

"Please..." She begged. "I just...I can't right now."

Reba got up and started to walk away, but Cheyenne stopped her and pulled her in for a hug. Reba tried to pull away and Cheyenne tightened the grip she had around her mom. Elizabeth stood at her playset, watching the entire thing.

"Mama?" She asked. "Gamma sad?"

"Yeah, just a little bit." Cheyenne answered her daughter.

"I give hug?" Elizabeth asked with a sweet little look on her face.

"Sure." Reba answered. "I'll take a hug from you any day."

As soon as Reba felt the warmth of her grand-daughters arms, she didn't want to let her go. Right now she was looking for any source of comfort and she knew if she just told somebody what was troubling her, she'd feel alot better. But she couldn't. Not until she knew for sure that it was true.

"Gamma okay now?" Elizabeth asked.

"Yes. Thankyou sweetie." Reba answered and Elizabeth went back to playing with her toys. Just then Jake walked in and set his backpack on the couch.

"Hey Jake. How was school today? And where is your sister?" Reba asked her son.

"She said she was going to the library after school."

"Oh, so how was school today?"

"Good." He answered simply.

"What did you do?"

"Stuff." He answered again, then ran into the kitchen to get a snack.

Cheyenne turned back to look at her mother. "Hey, why don't we go to the mall and spend Van's money? That always cheers me up."

"No thanks. You go ahead, I'm gonna go upstairs and take a nap." Reba said and walked upstairs.

Cheyenne sighed. She wasn't getting anywhere in her pursuit to find out what was making her mother so upset. She wasn't going to give up though, if anything, she was going to have to try even harder. She decided to call Van... maybe he would know what to do.