'Susan Gitajn was scared. Her new house had a weird half-ton of curvaceously boxy cast iron in the kitchen.'
My eyes widened when the article went on to say that this poor woman (who lacks British domestic knowledge, obviously) asked the former owners 'if they wouldn't rather take their odd stove with them.' I come over all queasy every time I recite that line.
The story does have a happy ending as Susan has learned to live with her 'odd stove'. I would have been willing to take it off her hands.