Wild Goose Mama Food Stories—Two of a Kind Part 5

The next morning found me in my home office with the door closed waiting on hold for the lawyer, Thomas Wilham.  The line clicked. “Good morning, Eleanor,” he said with a tad too much enthusiasm.  “Everything is going well I assume.” “If you’re asking if  Melanie and I have survived the first forty-eight hours, then the answer is yes.”… [read more]