A TWISTED SHADE OF GREEN

Springfield, Virginia The jubilant wedding day bliss at Seashore Steak and Seafood is vastly becoming a two-ring circus. Jameson’s reservation staff, the Iona haters, edge closer and closer to the dining room. They were crowding around like an ant colony surrounding a piece of candy to devour. Not a soul wanted to miss that latest Glen and Iona Monroe début of Who’s The Baby’s Daddy as Glen adjusts himself, on one knee, before Kali Mathias. Iona’s words become tongueless as her essence sinks to see the man she loves avidly kneeling before another woman. And, what’s worse, he held an engagement ring that once belonged to her. Flabbergasted, Iona’s tongue plasters to the roof of her mouth, speechless as she sees Glen avidly reach out for Kali’s left hand. But suddenly, he freezes up in motion, looking like a statue. Did Glen confront an instant of weakness about whom he should marry? Iona sighs in wonder, thinking. Is my Baby Mama Drama causing Glen to have second thoughts? Cause Iona sees a fiery passion within Glen’s heart for the mother of his child. Regardless of Glen’s reason, it offers Iona’s spirit hope. Her soul leaps with joy seeing him having second thoughts about marrying Kali. In Iona’s head, she knew it was a sign from Glen. Yet, she wishes her heart could interpret the language of his love to understand it is her and Glenalina that Glen desires. Because that hesitation for Iona signified he wants to be a family as she lets out an earsplitting shout across the room. “Oh Glen, stop it now! Stop with these charades before my heart shatters, thinking it is not Glenalina and me who you choose.” Wordlessly Glen gently turns and apologetically leers in Iona’s hopeful face. Glen feels a twinge of guilt, then turns a blind eye to Iona’s unfaithful plea as he shifts to look at Kali. Glen affectionately smiles upward in Kali’s patiently waiting face as water streams down Iona’s jaw. She couldn’t bear to observe Glen make such a reckless choice of marrying Kali Mathias when she’s the mother of his child. Iona’s tearful eyes drift off as Glen fervidly glides the engagement ring on Kali’s finger. Then hearing sighs of elation, Iona’s gaze shifts back in time to seize Glen’s minute of true bliss. She looks as Glen heatedly stands, eagerly drawing Kali into his arms while their lips lock in a fiery kiss. As their lips separate, Iona’s spirit shatters to hear Glen’s blissful oath to Kali, as if she wasn’t in the same room. Glen pulls Kali closer while ardently stating. “Thank you, Kali! Today you have made all of my dreams come true by saying yes to spending a lifetime with me!” However, not everyone in the room shares Glen and Kali’s engagement enthusiasm. Because prowling inside the quaint dining hall walls, every eyeball bug out with a fiery wrath. As inquiring minds search Iona’s devastated face. Is this Iona’s quiet side before the raging storm! Glen wonders while anticipating Iona’s retaliation to Kali and his engagement, mostly when Iona believes he is the father of Glenalina Monroe. But, neither Kali nor Glen expects his tactless character to result in a domino effect among the Iona Monroe haters. Not one of them could understand how such an upright man would deny a mother and his child, especially for his selfish desires. Eyes of daggers glower into Kali’s path. Her eyeballs widen while the offended group encircles Glen and Kali like an army ready to attack. Kali’s in shark as she grabs onto Glen’s arm, afraid of that dreadful notion taunting her mind. She searches their faces, wondering. If this was one of the benefits of becoming Mrs. Glen Monroe and not Iona? Suddenly, Kali recognizes to see her Promised Land; it comes with Glen burdened with handcuffs. Iona plus baby Glenalina Monroe in tow; it’s not quite the Jordan crossing that Kali has awaited. Especially after watching Glen and her joyous engagement party bliss at Seashore Steak and Seafood turn into a mockery. At that second, Kali knows there is a time to talk and a time for silence. And her eyes reveal it all as Kali gazes at Jameson Milo, begging for help. His irate employees outnumber them, and Kali desires Jameson to control his defiant workers. And stop their madness before it is too late to save her or Glen from the mob’s lynching. Jameson immediately breaks up this crowd, ordering his staff back to work. Then getting the others in check, Jameson checks his watch. Scowling at Glen, he advises him to wrap up his engagement party. Because Jameson realizes the fireworks are just about to begin as he feels the hellish wrath of Martha Hayward like a raging ocean on the prowl. Then, rummaging over the room, his eyes spot Martha, looking as beautiful as ever, standing there searching for Iona. His heart leaps at the sight of her! Jameson waves to her, and Martha soars toward him in wonder. But reaching Jameson, Martha’s effervescent demeanor turns sour in a hurry after spotting Jameson’s arm draped about Jennifer Monroe. She frowns at him with a bitterness corrupting every inch of her being, briskly insisting. “Jameson, why was I summoned to your witch hunt with these hypocrites?” Jameson’s already antsy just seeing Martha. And, her tongue of dagger tone doesn’t help. Then Jameson leers into a look of betrayal in Martha’s heated eyes. Jameson recognizes, right then, his and Martha’s solemn promise of silence until the grave is over! He couldn’t let Martha destroy his friendship with Glen and Jeniffer by spilling their hidden secrets about Glenalina Monroe. He insists on Martha’s silence at once, barking. “Get Iona and her child out of here!” Soon as Jameson’s ghastly tone ends ringing in Martha’s earlobe, her heart hardens. Martha’s beside herself. Why is Jameson talking about Iona and a daughter in the same air space for all to hear. Becoming a bit deranged, Martha spitefully gawks into Iona’s face, asking. “Iona, where is Glenalina now?” Iona sneers at her sister, expressing. “Ask your lover since Jameson took Glenalina somewhere out of harm’s way of Glen’s lips.” Martha nervously roars. “He did what!” Then seeing all eyes revert to her, Martha heatedly turns to Jameson. She strives hard to maintain her composure. Even so, it is useless as Martha’s licentious desires and her tongues of fury were no more than scorned lyrics to rumba with the devil again. Martha’s stumbling backward. Back into that infernal place, Martha felt she had once conquered. Was her faith like the Parable of The Sower in Matthew 13:5-6? Is Martha’s faith in God started to wither seeing the hatred pouring from Glen’s eyes? Her soul has been uprooted and turned to evil. Her faith tainted as Martha barks, demanding. “Where is my child? Bring Glenalina to me now, Jameson Milo!”