When I hear about wives who had absolutely no idea their husbands were involved in Ponzi schemes, I get it.
Even though Jamie and I both work from home, he is holed up in his den in the basement up to 15 hours a day while I putter around on the upper two levels of the house.
For the most part, I don’t question what he does. He has always proven to be a trust-worthy Mormon boy and our bills are paid. I mean, the guy is obsessed with pumpkins. How much of a trouble-maker could he be?
Until he received a phone call a few weeks ago. From A WHOLE LOT OF SIN.
In his defense, he claims it was his client, “A Whole Lot of Singing.”
The jury is still out.