Jonathan felt uncomfortable with all eyes on him. He walked over and got him a soda to drink. He could hear murmurs all over in the room.
“What does he think he’s doing here?” He heard a woman say.
“Of all the nerve.” He heard another.
“Isn’t Kathryn betrothed to Tommy?” another one said.
Tommy walked up to Jonathan,
“You’re not welcomed here.” He told Jonathan.
Jonathan just looked at him taking a sip of his soda. Tommy had what looked like wine in his hand.
“You know you have no chance at her, don’t you?” he said taking a sip of wine. “We are to be married. Her parents and mine are already making the arrangements.” Another sip and his drink was gone he asked for another one.
Jonathan gulped his soda down. “We will just have to see about that.”
Tommy threw his head back and laughed.
“And what do you think you have to offer her, a slum of a home? Do you think that would be enough? Look around you man. Look at what I could give her.”
“Is that all you think life is about money?”
Tommy sneered at Jonathan. “Of course it is.”
“No, it’s not. I may not be able to give her material things, but I can give her my heart. The greatest gift ever created by a very living God, love.” With shaking hands he set his empty glass down and continued. “Life does not revolve around money. It’s about how one lives their life and how they can serve God. Its about embracing the gifts God places in their life.”
“Bravo.” He heard a woman’s voice say as well as clapping. He turned to the voice at the door way and saw his Kathryn standing there clapping.
Then she turned to her parents who stood behind her and spoke,
“Another gift God gave to us is choice. And my choice is Jonathan. I love him with all my heart and I know God will take care of us. Even if we did end up living in a one room shack that would be enough for me cause of all the love in that home.”
Jonathan walked over to her, as she continued.
“That’s what makes a home daddy not a building, the love inside that building.”
She looked over at her mother and noticed the tears in her eyes. “We used to have that once Mitchell, don’t you remember?” Martha began, “We had nothing when we first got married and yet we had more then, then what we have now. I miss that. It seems the money only brought us separate lives. We are not living a life; we are only existing in it.”
Mitchell looked at his wife of thirty years and for the first time saw loneliness in her eyes.
“What have I done? I only wanted for my family what I never had growing up. I wanted the very best for you all.”
“Oh sweetie, I know you meant well. I myself had even gotten caught up in all this.” Martha said the last indicating the big fancy house with her arms. “I said my vows thirty years ago and I still mean every word. I will always love you Mitchell, I just want my husband back.”
That weakened the barrier around Mitchell’s heart.
To Be Continued
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