overheard two people arguing inside through an open door. A man was saying, "... it's been an awful long time since that dang goose give us anyting but lost fedders and a honk! I've heard your old yarn about dat golden egg, but I still ain't never seen one." The voice of an angry women responded, "That dang goose bought this land, built this house, fed and clothed Jack and me, and put Jack through the finest schools long before you decided to come back home dear bother! And you did that only after you got wind of my money and decided to move in my home. Well, I took you in and fed you as family. But, if you so much as to try to lay one finger on her I'll... I'll!" The man countered, "Golden eggs! Bah! You just got a nice settlement from one dem lords on the hill. But I tink that goose'd make a fine dinner though, iffin she's gonna be good for anyting!" With that, Bob heard his mother's honking and struggling frantically. Suddenly there was the sound of a loud klunk followed by the thud of what sounded like a hundred pound sack of potatoes. Bob could hear the man moan from somewhere low and thought slightly distracted about how poor human peripheral vision is. Snapping back to his senses, Bob