"What about Reba?" Brock asks him suspiciously.
"I want to talk about buying her from you." He says.
"What price?" Brock asks him with stars lighting up in his eyes.
"HEY," Reba hollers, "I am not a piece of meat. You can't just buy and sell me… Well, how much are you offerin'?" Reba asks.
"$35." He says.
"Thousand?" Brock asks with his voice trembling at the chance of that much money.
"Yes." He says with a smile.
"Reba, go pack your bags." Brock says.
"Okay," Reba says starting to stand up.
"What?" Brock asks.
"Just kidding." Reba says sitting back down.
"I am sorry, I can't just give up my wife like that." Brock says.
"But thanks for the offer, PARKER." Reba says to him.
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"Well, could I borrow your wife for a few hours, and pay you for that?" Parker asks with a smile.
"Well…" Brock says sincerely thinking about it.
"BROCK!" Reba scolds him.
"Sorry Reba, but that's a lot of money." Brock says to her.
"I'm sure glad I'm not an animal or a piece of meat." Reba says just glaring at Brock.
"Reba, what's wrong?" Parker asks her.
"Parker, look. We haven't seen each other in 20 years, and I loved you. I really did, but I found Brock and I fell deeply in love; and now I love him more than I will ever love you." Reba says in her subtle way, but you can still see a tear in Parker eye, and that makes Reba want to cry.
"Okay. If you really feel that way, but you are goin' regret it." Parker says to her.
Just then, Kyra enters.
"Hello Kyra." Parker says to her.
"Hi Parker Reynolds." Kyra says to him in an impatient, but nice sort of manner. Parker whirls around.
"You told her about us?" Parker asks Reba.
"Yes, I told my kids that we dated before their father and I did. Well Lori Ann told Cheyenne that, and then I told Kyra just a while ago." Reba says innocently.
"Well thank you very much for warning me first!" Parker hollers out, but then he stops to think. "Lori Ann Garner. I wonder what she's doing now." Parker says with a spark of light in his eyes.
"Be careful. She's been married and divorced several times now." Reba says to him playfully.
"Hey, a short marriage is better than no marriage at all." Parker says as he walks over towards the door. He walks out and closes the door.
"That guy sure is strange." Kyra says pointing at the door with her thumb.
"I know. Why do you think I didn't spend much time with him?" Brock asks Kyra. Reba just looks at him.
"Because you couldn't compete with him in anything." Reba says.
"Well I must have been better at something; otherwise you wouldn't have married me." Reba says tickling her sides. Reba laughs and tries to get him to knock it off.
"You guys are crazy." Kyra says shaking her head. As Kyra walks up the stairs Reba looks at Brock.
"Do you think that we have done okay as parents?" Reba asks him. Brock just looks at her with a strange look.
"Are you kidding? I think we have done a great job with our kids. You are a terrific mom Reba." Brock says wrapping his arms around her.
"Are you saying that just to get me back upstairs?" Reba asks looking up at him. Brock smiles and kisses her forehead.
"Just a little." Brock says. Reba taps his cheek with her hand.
"Brock Hart!" Reba says playfully.
"I was kidding. You are a terrific mother even if you never leave this couch again. You know how to take care of all the kids' problems. All I can do is say 'Go to your mother' and then you heal everything. You always have." Brock says with a sad expression. Reba talks her baby talk.
"Did I make Brocky- wocky feel like a bad father?" Reba asks smiling, trying not to laugh.
"No." Brock says. Just then the phone rings. Reba leans up to answer it.
"Hello, Hart residence. This is Reba." Reba says into the phone. All she can hear is loud crying. It's Barbara Jean!
"Barbara Jean, honey; what's wrong?" Reba asks her. Barbara Jean tries to compose herself as Brock gets closer and closer to Reba trying to listen to what Barbara Jean is saying.
"He… he… he left… left… left… me…" Barbara Jean says sobbing loudly.
"Who left you," Reba asks, but then it dawns on her who, "you mean Eugene?"
"Who else could I mean?" Barbara Jean says.
"Where are you now?" Reba asks her.
"I'm at the church. He left me at the alter." Barbara Jean says. Brock's mouth drops when he hears what he did to her.
"Oh boy." Brock says. Reba puts her hand over Brock's mouth.
"What can I do for you Barbara Jean?" Reba asks.
"Can you come down to the church?" Barbara Jean asks." Sure. I'm coming right over. Bye now." Reba hangs up the phone and rushes to the door. She takes her jacket and purse off the coat rack and walks out the door.
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Reba What If
FanfictionWhat if Brock never would of had his mid life crisis? What if Barbara Jean and Brock never would have had Henry? What if Reba and Brock had never gotten divorced? What if Cheyenne and Van never had Elizabeth or got married? A lot of what if scenario...