Reba reached her hand over the table and held Brock's hand. As they sat quietly in the silence of the kitchen Brock let the tears roll down his cheeks and nobody moved for what seemed almost an hour. "Brock I'm so sorry about this." Brock raised his eyes to meet Reba's and with a nod of his head to accept her apology, he broke down. "Reba how can I hurt so many people that I love. What am I supposed to do now?" Brock asked Reba in between heart wrenching sobs. The next hour was nothing but Reba trying to comfort her devastated ex-husband.
After Brock had calmed down and stopped crying Reba excused herself to go upstairs to check on Jake. Wanting to focus on something else rather than a marriage that failed , she moved quickly up the stairs to the bedroom. Once in the room she let out the breath she didn't know was being held in. "Mom I think I feel better now." Jake eagerly told his mother as he sat up in her bed. "That's great honey. Would you like some soup or ginger ale?" "Both please! And mom can I watch TV? Its not fun sleeping all day." Reba gave Jake a sweet smile and said, "sure you can buddy. Here is the remote and I'm going to go fix your soup and drink for you." His mother rose from the bed and handed him the remote with a small kiss on top of his head.
When Reba entered the kitchen she found Brock with his head down on the table. She stood by the doorway not wanting to disturb him from anything he might be thinking. As she turned to walk into the living room Brock called her name. "Reba can you do me a favor?" She stopped and turned to face him. "Sure Brock anything." Brock looked down towards his worn out tennis shoes he was wearing. " Can I stay with you? I really don't want to be alone right now." Unable to tell him no Reba nodded her head and moved towards the living room. Brock got up from the table and followed her. They both sat down on the couch in unison. Each on the corner leaving the middle open. Reba turned on the tv and started flipping through the channels trying to find at least one interesting show. " How about we just watch a movie since obviously nothing is on." She looked at Brock, as if to say, why didn't I think of that first. "Ok what do you want to watch? We can probably find something good on the on demand channel." " What about that Meryl Streep movie that you like so much?" " You mean It's Complicated?" " Yeah that one . It looks good, so lets watch that." Reba pressed search on the remote and typed in the title. Five minutes later they had the movie started and a bowl of popcorn.
As the movie went on, and the popcorn bowl found a new seat on the coffee table, something unexpected happened. The two found themselves sitting closer together with Brock's arm wrapped around Reba's shoulder and Brock's other hand was intertwined in Reba's. Brock's other hand had his fingers moving up and down the side of her arm. Together they sat and watched the movie oblivious as to just how close they were. When the movie ended Reba's head was laying on Brock's shoulder and Brock's head was on the back of the couch. Both sound asleep, and they would stay that way until the morning hours.
When Reba woke up around 7:30 the next morning, she felt safe and refreshed. As if every worry on her mind vanished. Not realizing until she opened her eyes that her and Brock had slept together on the couch. At first fear ran over her body. What was going to happen next? Was this the first step to something more? All of these and more questions took over her mind. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath and with doing so she could smell it again. The scent of Brock's cologne was in overdrive in her nose, bringing back memories of what used to be in her life.