Butstill, she thought that the Old Man probably wouldn't have offered it to her if she couldn't afford it. Chuckling slightly, the Old Man said..."That will be thirtydollars." Cassie gulped. That was everything that she had. Glancingback at the bottle though, she knew that she had to have it. "Allright." Cassie said nervously as she dug through her wallet for themoney. She really hoped that this would really work. After thanking theOld Man, she took the bottle and hurried out of the. We savoured the exquisite dryness of a white wine from the Valley of the Loire as we talked about Canada, Florida and France, of poetry and music, of books and of films, and all the while we gazed into each other’s souls and hardly knew what we ate. Beneath the table my feet enclosed hers, whilst above, tentative, accidental touchings of fingers became entwinings, and we both knew that we wished to be entwined completely. Who know what time we left, or how long it was before we closed my door. "I could see the excitement in his eyes, it was evident he was anxious to get working on it, promising he'd pick up the steaks long before getting together. I had laughed, passing Jack on the way over to their house as he came out the back door of theirs heading over to join Brad out in the workshop. Doreen and I immediately got to work cutting up potatoes along with several other things, and then took a break, sitting down at her kitchen table in order to enjoy a cup of coffee together and. .. I suppose all brides cry on the day of their wedding. But maybe not for the same reason my bride was crying...---------------------------------------------------------Becca and I had been engaged for nearly a year. Being that we both came from prominent families we had a huge wedding planned. All of New York society would be in attendance. Her father tried not to show it but he was incredibly perturbed at how much he had to shell out for this huge wedding."I don't know where this stupid.