My husband has a recliner that should have been taken out behind the house years ago.
It is cracked, stained, smells weird when the room gets warm and makes a noise like a dying accordion.
He says it is comfortable. Of course it is. It has slowly formed around his body like a fossil.
I found two socks, forty three cents, an old beef stick wrapper and something I chose not to identify under the cushion.
He says the chair has sentimental value because we had it when the kids were little. So did we have a diaper pail. We did not keep that in the living room.
Can I arrange an accidental curbside disappearance?
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