After dessert, Elizabeth stood up, walked up to Reba with a small wrapped box. "Grandma, it's presents time!"

"Oh, really?" Reba looked amused and ready to open her presents. Her first granddaughter handed her a sweetly wrapped box and jumped on grandpa's lap. "Oh, thank you, sweetie, can I open it?". The little girl nodded with a big grin on her face.

"Mom, this is from our family to you; Elizabeth picked this out just for you." said Cheyenne while Reba tore the wrapping paper. She opened the box and there were the prettiest pairs of earrings Reba has ever seen. Green emerald droplet earrings with white diamonds around them. She was stunned by the beauty of this gift.

"Grandma, happy birthday" Elizabeth said and hugged Reba, seein' that she has tears in her eyes. Reba kissed her granddaughter on the cheek while Elizabeth wiped tears from Reba's cheeks. "We love you, mom. Have the best of birthdays!" said Cheyenne and hugged her mom.

"Oh my gosh, thank you, guys. I'm really touched." Reba felt very moved by this sweet present. She didn't know what was yet to come but she was excited. All her anxiety was gone and it felt good and she was calm.

Brock assisted her with putting her earrings on. "They are beautiful. You look stunning, honey. Green really suits you." Reba caught just one word in her heart - "Honey". It felt so natural to her that Brock called her all those cute pet names like Red and honey and baby when they were married, but now, she was caught off guard. There was a time when she craved his small gestures and sweet words. Today strangely, all his words of endearment caused her heart to beat faster. Why is he so sweet to me today, she thought...She smiled at him sweetly. His hand was intertwined with hers and she was fine with it. She didn't move her hand away. One look at his eyes, she could easily get lost in them; This blue color, color of ocean and promises. His teasing air and persuasive words were like wine to her; Intoxicating.

Kyra, intentionally, really loudly, cleared her throat and almost choked. Everybody was laughing but Reba didn't hear them.

"Hey! You two lovebirds! Should we leave you guys alone or am I allowed to hand you my present?" Kyra called at her mom.

"Awww, they look so sweet!" said Van. Kyra hit him on his shoulder again.

"Why are you hitting me? Don't they look sweet to ya? Oh, I know, you have no heart!" said Van and Kyra just ignored his snarky comment.

"Now this is fun," Reba said very enthusiastically "Who's next? " she laughed.

"Me, me! " yelled Jake.

"No, idiot, we talked about it, I'm next. Be patient " Kyra said very unamused to Jake and stood from her chair.

Reba felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around.

"Oh, yes. Who's next then?"

Kyra handed her mama a blue envelope with her name on it. "What's this Kyra? " Reba curiously asked her daughter.

Reba slowly opened an envelope and saw that her daughter wrote her a song named Mama.

"Mom, this is the song I wrote 10 years ago for your 40th birthday, but I didn't give it to ya then because Cheyenne said it was stupid. Now, this is my gift to ya, I'll sing it to ya when we get home, okay?"

"Awww honey, thank you. That is so thoughtful, I really love it. C'mere for a hug!" Reba hugged her daughter very tightly. She felt so proud of Kyra's generosity to share her talent with her mom.

"Oh god Mom, you are very emotional today. Is it menopausal or are you drunk?" Kyra asked while getting out of her mother's tight hug.

"Oh, stop it, I'm not drunk. I'm just very proud of you, sweetie. I love you!" Reba said laughing.

"Now, it's your turn, moron" Kyra yelled at Jake and took her seat again beside him. Jake stood up and walked to his momma. "Mom, this is from me to you. Happy birthday, I love you"

He handed her an envelope. In it was a gift certificate for massage in one of the most expensive spas in Houston.

"It's a gift certificate for a massage so you will relax and be super chill." Jake proudly announced.

"Wow, fancay!" Van joked.

Reba laughed at her son-in-law's words."Wow Jakey, thank you, I love you too, buddy." She hugged him. She was feeling grateful that her son thought of her and her need to feel calm and stress-free.

"Okay, now I need tissues and another glass of wine," Reba laughed and gulped the rest of her wine in her glass. "Thank you for all those beautiful gifts, guys. I really love each and every one of you".

"It's not over yet, Red. Now it's my turn." Reba heard Brock say.

She turned to him and looked him directly in his eyes. He smiled. "Now Reba, you can open the box in front of you"

Reba tore the bow away and opened the box. There laid an old-looking key. Reba took it out and said observantly "A key? Interesting," and smiled to Brock.

"This is the second part of the gift, the first part is this." Brock nervously gave Reba an old picture of them at the lake and behind them, there was a tiny wood cottage.

"Do you remember this?" Brock asked.

Reba took the photo from his hands and gave it a look. She remembered everything the first second she saw it.

"Oh my god Brock!" she gasped. The picture was really was a cottage where they went for their 10th wedding anniversary somewhere in Houston. There was a lake and this cottage had a nice patio with swing chair in front and when they sat there, they had a really beautiful view of the lake and woods. She remembered seating on this chair late one evening after dinner. She brought him a beer and sat beside him with a little white stick in her hands. She handed him a sign of her third pregnancy test. He looked at it and started crying because he knew in an instant what it meant. He silently wanted a boy the third time.

Reba didn't know how to connect the key and the picture together.

"Reba, I bought this cottage. It's my gift to you for your 50th birthday because I knew then, that this place meant a lot to ya and you were the happiest I've ever seen you, there. So I'm giving you a key; You can go and be happy there, again. Happy birthday, Red" said Brock and gave her the most beautiful smile she had ever seen from him in a long time.

She was shocked, happy and stunned, all at the same time, by his actions. She couldn't handle this, she felt overwhelmed, hot and she could barely speak. After a few seconds, she finally said "Why are you doing this to me?" with tears in her eyes.

Brock was a bit stunned ."What do you mean, honey?"

Reba couldn't fight her tears and she started to cry, stood up and walked away from the table.

Cheyenne stood up the second she saw her mamma was walking away and said: "I'm going after her, she's fine, she just needs to process this beautiful gift, dad."