As Reba sits on the couch with a book, the telephone rings. Reba leans over and picks it up.
"Hello." She says into the phone.
"Hey, my flight is about to leave. I just wanted to call and tell you I love you. I realized I didn't say that back at the house." Jack states through the phone.
"I love you too Jack, but if you don't stop calling, I'm never going to get used to you being gone." Reba says.
"I'm sorry; I just had to call. I love you and I wanted to tell you that." Jack states.
"Oh honey, I'm sorry." Reba replies.
"Don't apologize. Just be the beautiful red haired wife that I love." Jack replies.
"No problem." Reba responds.
"Well I must be going. I've got to board my flight. I love you." Jack says.
"I love you too." Reba states and then hangs up the phone. She puts the phone down on the counter and walks into her daughter Jordan's room. She picks up her 8 month old infant.
"Come here honey." Reba says to her gently. Jordan fusses a little bit. "Oh, don't fuss. We are going to go get Jersey, and have a talk with Kara and Lindsay." Reba walks into Jersey's room. She's jumping on the bed. "Jersey! I told you not to jump on the bed." Reba says sternly. Jersey stops and drops on the bed and smiles at her mother. "Come here you little rascal." Reba says with a smile on her face. Jersey jumps off the bed, runs over to her mother and takes the hand Reba's got stretched out for her. They all walk past Kara's room as they walk to Lindsay's. "Kara, can you come with us to Lindsay's room?" Reba asks. Kara puts down her needlepoint and walks into the hallway.
"What's wrong mom?" Kara asks.
"The 5 of us need to have a little talk. That's all." Reba replies. Reba, Kara, Jersey, and Jordan walk into Lindsay's room. Lindsay is reading a book. She looks up from the book.
"Hi. What's going on?" Lindsey asks.
"I think that all of us need to have a talk about your dad leaving." Reba responds. Lindsay puts the book down next to her. Then she sighs.
"I agree. I can't believe that dad doesn't care about us." Lindsay states. Reba sits on the edge of the bed holding Jordan.
"Hey now; your dad cares very much about us. He loves us very much. He had to do this for his job." Reba says.
"Why didn't he take us with him?" Lindsay asks.
"He couldn't take us because he had to go alone." Reba responds.
"But 2 years? My most important years of life I'm not going to have my dad." Lindsay says and then looks at Reba. "Mom, I love you and you're great; but I don't know if I can live without dad. We have a bond."
"I understand that. I have a bond with your father that I'm not sure I can live without; but we're going to have to." Reba looks down at Jordan. "You are not the only one of us without your dad. What about Jersey and Jordan? They may not remember your dad. Jordan is 8 months old. She won't remember him. Jersey won't remember him much, and of course you can't forget this unborn baby. He won't know his dad at all. Your dad will miss out on all the important things in his life. His first steps, his first word, everything. Not only are we the ones who are missing out, but he's missing out on a lot. We don't have dad, but at least we have each other. Dad doesn't have anybody honey." Reba replies.
"So, you think I should feel bad for him just because he's all alone out in Paris?" Lindsay asks.
"Poor Daddy." Kara says. Reba takes her hand in her own and smiles at her.
"Okay, fine; I'll feel bad for him. I shouldn't have to though. He's the one who left us!" Lindsay hollers and runs out of her bedroom. Reba looks towards the door as she runs off.