Dad got here in forty-five minutes. That must be a record. We sit down with a couple of beers, and I tell him what happened. I know I'm not supposed to cry, especially for something like this, but I can't help it. Tears stream from my eyes, and I can't stop them.

Dad initially thinks that Jenny won't sign the prenup because all she is interested in is our money. I remind him of the night they met her and how she was mad at me because she doesn't like rich guys and she had just found out that I was one of them. We talk for a couple of...