When my grandmother passed away, I didn’t expect to inherit much. She was incredibly frugal, saving every penny and rarely spending on anything unnecessary. But among her belongings, I found a $50 gift card.

Initially, I thought about giving it away or leaving it unused, but something made me decide to use it. That decision would change my life forever.

I went to a local store, picked up a few items, and handed the gift card to the cashier. Her face turned pale, and her hands trembled as she stared at it in disbelief. “This can’t be,” she whispered, then sharply asked, “Where did you get this?”

Confused, I explained, “It was my grandma’s. She passed away recently, and I found it among her things.”

The cashier immediately called for the store manager, and the store fell silent. People stopped in their tracks, watching us with curiosity and confusion. My heart raced as tension filled the air.

The manager approached, examining the card closely. “This isn’t just any gift card,” she said. “It has an unusual history.” She explained that it was part of a limited batch, and due to a printing error, a few cards were linked to an unlimited balance. Only five existed, and my grandmother had unknowingly kept one.

I was stunned. My grandma, who lived so frugally, had unknowingly possessed a gift card that could have bought anything she wanted. And now, it was mine.