~ Mine ~

The Great Divide

"Brett she's gorgeous, it's time." Carolyn Snell insisted as she looked up from the phone she was typing away on.

"I know because I dolled her." Brett Freedman mused as he pursed his lips and flipped one last piece of Reba's perfectly styled red fringe. Reba, who was patiently waiting for her cue, for her morning radio interview, giggled a little. Nobody, except Cody Allan and his team, would be seeing her, but as usual, that didn't discourage Brett and his perfection.

"Everyone, the Queen of Country, Miss. Reba McEntire." Cody praised, introducing her, just as Brett brushed the shoulder of her purple shirt and then darted off to the side to stand next to Carolyn.

"You're too sweet." Reba mused as she adjusted the headset so that it wouldn't ruin Brett's perfect job.

"I swear I still get chills every time you are in the studio, so thank you again for joining us." He said genuinely, into his headset, while smiling across the table at her. Laughing at his comment, Reba smiled at his praise.

"My pleasure."

"Getting down to business, it's time to talk about the Vegas Residency." Cody continued as he adjusted a nob on the microphone in front of him.

"Too much fun!" Reba enthused as she threw her head back at bit.

"We will be starting back up this late November and the beginning of December." She continued to inform proudly.

"A little birdy did tell me that the dates from the beginning of the year and this summer were postponed until next year."

"Why is that?" Cody inquired.

"We've been working on other projects and decided that it would be the best route for us to take." She responded carefully, her enthusiasm clearly dissipated.

"Projects!?" Cody perked up, glancing a bit at his assistant who was standing a few feet behind him. She too was a diehard Reba fan.

"You heard her guys, loud and clear on public radio." He added, his excitement very evident.

"Seeing as we're losing primal opportunities to see legends in Vegas, you must specify." He added eagerly.

"Is that how it works now?" She teased with a raised eyebrow.

"Some of it includes writing and the rest of it includes development." She added softly. Nodding his head as she replied, Cody's smile widened.

"I'm sure everyone else is wondering the same thing I am, who is this writing partner?" He questioned quickly, he could tell she wasn't going to reveal much more to him at the moment.

"I don't want to say too much, in case it doesn't happen, but it's my buddy Melissa Peterman." She revealed with a bright smile. Leaning back in his chair a bit, Cody looked down at the script in front of him.

"I'm dying right now." 

"It's probably going to kill me and every listener to divert from this topic but we have a few fan-generated questions we must ask." He said over dramatically as he turned the page to the next set of questions.

"Shoot." She said excitedly.

"What do future music plans look like for you?" Cody asked, rubbing his hands together a bit.

"We're working and playing, be patient." She answered as she caught Carolyn intently watching from the corner of her eye, making sure that she didn't reveal too much information.

"How have you adjusted to life post-divorce? What advice would you give those going through that type of change?" He questioned seriously, looking up from his paper and back at her.