It had the magical words "Felinfoel Ales" on a board in the window, and I asked Sian if she had tried Felinfoel."Felinfoel's one of the oldest breweri...s in Wales, and the beer's not cold and gassy like Allbright, nor cold and frothy like Brains, and I think you'll like it."We went all the way through to the lounge bar side, which was much quieter than the public bar, and well worth the extra penny on a pint.I remembered to pronounce it "Vellinvole", so didn't upset the landlord when I ordered. I recognized the top one. It was a copy of the pre-nuptial agreement I had signed ten years ago. There was no need to read that I knew exactly what it said. I just looked at Frank."Read the addendum, then the press release".Attached to the prenup was a new document. It completely voided the provisions of the prenup, and was signed by Gloria, Frank, and Frank's personal attorney. It was witnessed and notarized. It also had an effective date two years from today.The second document was a press. “You really look beautiful. Do you have a date tonight with your boyfriend?” “No, I just wanted to look nice for you. Let me pour you some wine.” I opened the bottle of wine and poured us both a glass. My stepfather and I both raised our glasses. “Cheers!” We clanked our glasses and both took sips of the wine. He then took some crackers with cheese. He was just smiling at me. I knew he was wondering what the hell I was doing all decked out with candles on, drinking wine, and waiting for him. "As I opened the car door, the icy cold blasted me like Jack Frost was lurking outside, just waiting. The wind and cold stung my cheeks. The snow crunched with every step of Anne's Neiman Marcus designer boots. She should have worn long pants and leggings. As soon as we managed our way to the top step, Gary opened the door and took Anne by the hand, pulling her in."Merry Christmas! Welcome, come on in. I have a fire started and hot cider waiting." Merry Christmas!" We both said in unison."I was.