As the kid hauled the 'Bus Seat' down the stairs, Liam turned to Sarah. "See? We didn't just get a free sofa. We got a free sofa and fifty bucks."
They spent Saturday at Sofas & Such , a warehouse that smelled of Scotchgard and desperation. They eventually picked out 'The Cloud'—a deep, charcoal sectional that felt like sitting on a marshmallow. buy one get one free sofa
By Sunday, the free sofa was sitting in their guest room, looking like a hitchhiker who had moved in and refused to leave. Every time they walked past, it seemed to vibrate with its own ugliness. As the kid hauled the 'Bus Seat' down
"Next time," Sarah said, sinking into the charcoal velvet, "we just buy one." We got a free sofa and fifty bucks
"Great choice," the salesman said, his smile a bit too wide. "Now, for your free one. Choose anything from the 'Clearance Graveyard' in the back."
"It’s a free sofa, Sarah," Liam countered. "We could give it to your sister. Or turn the guest room into a velvet-lined lounge."
"We saved fifteen hundred dollars," Liam reminded her, sitting on 'The Cloud.' "We own a haunted bus seat, Liam," Sarah sighed.