The Reckoning

The words hung in the air. Trash. Expensive, well-dressed trash.

Vivian exploded from her chair. "TRASH? You ungrateful little BRAT! You call ME trash?" Her hand shot out, grabbing the wine bottle from the table. Before anyone could react, she hurled it at Jonah with all her strength.

Jonah jerked sideways. The bottle flew past his head, missing by inches, and smashed against the wall behind him