''Well, you can walk or you can drive your choice." Brock said sneaking up on her. "Don't do that, you scared me to death." Reba said.
"Sorry, but you just seemed like you wanted some help deciding, so I thought I'd help." Brock said. "Whatever, so you wanna walk with me?" Reba asked.
"Why not, I've got nothing better to do." Brock replied as they started walking down the sidewalk.
"So what's in your so called mind Brickhead?" Reba asked. "What's with Brickhead all of the sudden?" Brock asked faking shockness.
"Zip it Bricky, now what's wrong?" Reba asked. "Well, for starters BJ and I are having problems again." Brock replied. "Didn't I just fix that?" Reba asked.
"Well not entirely. You sorta soothed it, but it still not entirely fixed." Brock said. "Hmm, well are you at least trying to fix it?" Reba asked as the sun was just about to set.
"Well, I'm trying, but I don't think Barbra Jean is trying." Brock said. "Well, at least your trying, unlike what you did in our marriage." Reba said.
"Hold on Reba." Brock said stopping her. "Look, I didn't mean for this to happen, it just did." Brock said looking into her eyes.
"Brock, what are you getting at?" Rebaa asked. "I still love you Reba, I thought you knew that." Brock said.
"Brock, you can't be serious!" Reba said yanking away from his grasp. "Reba, I wouldn't lie about this." Brock said running his finger down her cheek.
"Yeah, I'm sure you wouldn't! You only left me for your pregnant mistress! Then you almost get me in trouble with the bank, need I go on?" Reba yelled.
"I'm sorry." Brock said. "Well your dang right." Reba walked up the steps to her house and walked in the door.
"Reba, I really am sorry, but do you still love me to?" Brock asked. Reba stared at him blankly and then made an angry face.
Brock couldn't face her, not only was he hurt, but he truly loved her still, and as turned to walk away, Reba turned him toward her kissed him...