CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT – REALITY CHECK

But Madison barely registered any of it. Blinded by a red hot surge of pure rage, she was marching straight over to the vile woman before her brain could catch up. "You...rancid, odious, wretched old crone," she hissed through clenched teeth directly into Amelia's startled face. "How dare you speak that way to my daughter on the most important day of her life thus far!" Amelia's mouth opened and closed, utterly stupefied and cowed by the venom in Madison's words. Not that it did anything to quench the molten fury pouring out of her. "You think you're better than everyone with your dated airs and pretentious posturing? I've met cockroaches with greater class and substance than you'll ever possess!" With each sentence, Madison jabbed her finger forcefully into Amelia's sternum, backing her up step-by-step until the woman's back slammed against the plush settee behind her. Vaguely, Madison registered poor Muffy hovering in dismay while Kyle watched the scene unfold with wide-eyed awe