On Our 10th Anniversary, My Husband Shaved My Head While I Slept—He Didn’t Know I Was About to Stop an $18 Million Transfer
No.
One syllable.
That was the beginning.
Everything afterward grew from it.
Years later, I asked Margaret whether the transfer could really have caused as much trouble as I feared.
She answered carefully.
“It would not have handed Julian eighteen million dollars automatically.”
That surprised me.