My Stepmother’s Trash Couch Made Me $5,000 — Now She Wants a Cut

When my stepmother Susan called, saying she had a “priceless” birthday gift for me, I almost didn’t go. We were never close, and her past “gifts” included socks and water bottles. But curiosity won. In her basement, I found it — a stained, ripped, foul-smelling couch that looked like it had survived a flood. Rejecting…
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