Mr. Trusler’s Mistake

About 300 miles northeast of Takoma, Alan Trusler was cursing himself for doing something so unbelievably stupid. Melissa, his daughter, was going to turn 30. He wanted to buy her something she would love but 29 birthdays later, he was all out of ideas. He remembered her talking about this couch she really wanted for her place in Seattle and then it clicked him. He could send her the money she needed for the couch and that way she could get what she wanted.