Somewhere in My Heart
feeling better, Ricky decided to return to Hawaii.  He was going to help her recover.  It was real strange to Billie because he was doing for her, what she wanted to do for him when Lydia died.  He was going through a lot and didn’t know how to handle it.  He just knew he had to help Billie. She didn’t want Ricky to have pity on her, so she tried therapy on her own.  He had left the room for just a few minutes one day, when he heard a loud noise.  He ran back in the room and saw Billie on the floor. 
     
    He insisted, “Don’t push yourself so hard.  You’re trying to walk and be brave.  Let me help you.” 
     
    She moaned, “I don’t deserve it.  I just want to be able to do things for myself.” 
     
    He advised, “It is going to take some time.  It is all of my fault that you are in this condition.  So, at least let me do this.” 
     
    Billie was not okay with him taking the blame.  She felt it was punishment for not telling him the truth.  She argued, “You didn’t know the horse would react that way.  Things happen for a reason.” 
     
    He noted, “Well, I wonder what is supposed to happen next.”  Billie hoped for the best.
     
    Ricky was serious when he said he was going to help her get better.  He would even wash her back for her when she was taking her bath.  He’d help her walk some.  As she made some progress, he kept reassuring her that she would be fine.  One night, she was having a nightmare about Chris.  In the dream, he was spying on her, and he became jealous of Ricky.  Chris had his gun and tried to shoot Ricky.  Billie jumped in front of him to block the bullet.  That was when she woke up screaming.  Ricky ran in to her room to see what was wrong.  He asked, “Are you okay?” 
     
    Billie responded, “I guess so.  It must be the medication the doctors are giving me, that causes nightmares.” 
     
    Ricky inquired, “Do you want me to get you something to drink?” 
     
    She sobbed, “No, just hold me for a few minutes.”  Ricky lay next to her and they fell asleep.
     
    Billie was closer to Ricky, now more than she had ever imagined.  This was better than her wildest dreams, about being with him. She wanted there to be no more secrets between them.  She called her boss to tell him she was through playing games.
     
    She had to make him understand that she wanted out of this charade.  Mr. Reid didn’t like the sound of her idea.  He wanted her to go along with it for at least another month.  She did have a choice, but didn’t want to lose her job.  She didn’t want to lose her chance at happiness either.  Ricky was more important to her than her job.  She told her boss she would think about it, before she changed her mind.
     
    Ricky was trying to find out who she was going out with, since she never cleared up that fact.  She figured he was set on that idea, so she would go along with it.  She wanted to try and make him jealous.  She wasn’t sure it would work.  She didn’t mention any names, just said it probably wouldn’t work out because they were so different. 
     
    Ricky advised, “Well, when you are ready to tell me the details, I am here to listen.”
     
    After that, he went to bed.  As he was walking up the staircase, Billie started playing a song on the piano.  She was singing some of the lyrics. He recognized it immediately, because it had been a number 1 hit on the singles charts for a fellow country artist. So, he came downstairs and proceeded to sing the song along with her. They both sang the chorus.  After they were through with the song, he observed, “I didn’t know you could play the piano.” 
     
    Billie added, “I didn’t know you were listening to my song.” 
     
    He questioned, “The lyrics, is that how you feel about the guy you were trying not to tell me anything about?”  
     
    Billie taunted, “Well, that all depends on the person.”
     
    Ricky decided it was time to put Billie’s leg to

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