"He's gone". Reba heard herself say the words but couldn't process them. Gone. She stared at Narvel, unable to believe it was really true. Narvel smiled at her reassuringly. "I'm gonna check the room to make sure he and his things are gone okay?" he said, watching her nod her assent. He quickly scanned the bathroom, then checked the closets and drawers. When he got to the drawer Reba knew her lingerie lay, she turned red, blushing as he fumbled and dropped a skimpy purple lace thong onto the ground. Embarrassed, neither looked each other in the eye, and Narvel quickly returned it to its proper place, finishing his search. "Nothing", he stated. He's completely moved out, only your things remain."Reba knew she should be happy. Damnit, she WAS happy! But the gnawing feeling in her gut wouldn't go away, and it kept eating at her. If Charlie could up and leave so quickly, taking everything...who was to say he wouldn't, couldn't come back just as quickly? And if he did...what would happen?