Weekly Challenge #1012 – Half-missing

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RICHARD

Pizza
There’s something deeply annoying about settling down on the sofa in front of the TV and reaching across to open the pizza box, only to find – horror of horrors – your pizza has half missing.
Your eyes scan the room, searching for the culprit.
It’s not the kids. There’s no tell-tale smudges of tomato on their cheeks; their hands are clean, and there’s no crumbs on their clothes.
It can’t be the wife: she hates olives – even the thought of picking them off makes her shudder. (That’s why you always order them!)
The cat?
No.
Must have been me then.

SERENDIPIDY

I’m half-missing him.
I don’t miss his temper tantrums, his unfaithfulness and the late nights when he’d roll unsteadily in, smelling of booze and slurring his words.
I don’t miss any of that.
I don’t miss the pitying looks given by my friends, and I certainly don’t miss his obnoxious buddies, with their wandering hands and bad attitudes.
And, I really don’t miss having to constantly apologise to others on his behalf.
You’d think I wouldn’t miss him at all.
But I can only half miss him.
Because I still keep the other half of him in my freezer.

LIZZIE

They roamed the garden, looking for the key.
Is it big, is it small? What exactly are we looking for?
Questions, questions, and more questions… A key, of course, everyone replied in unison, exasperation showing on their faces.
Suddenly, someone gasped. Found it!
OK, so, where’s the door?
Door?
Yes, the door.
No one knew.
So, why exactly were we looking for a key?! I thought we were looking for a key to the shed, that one.
Well, now we’ll be looking for a door.
Which door??
Why are some people so negative? You already have the key! Be happy!

NORVAL JOE

Mandi jumped up and headed toward the door. “We have to help those people. Especially Billbert.”

Bobbi didn’t move. “How do you think you’re going to do that?”

“Mrs. Weinerheimer has a coworker you who can find people…”

Mandi’s phone interrupted her. She answered it and listened.

She turned back to Bobbi. “Hurry. We have to go. Billbert’s mom says they’re halfway to finding them. We need to get closer before they’re completely gone.”

Bobby laughed, getting to her feet. “Does that mean they’re only half-missing right now?”

Mandi frowned in confusion before going outside to wait for Mrs. Weinerheimer.

TOM

All that remains is less then enough

If you are very fortunate you will have known someone for the major portion of your life. As that person would be whispering to me now the highest form of relationship is Friendship. Loves will come and go, but your best friend will be there when your heart is breaking. Jim died four years ago and I am half-missing the world about me. Many moments feel thin as if missing the joy that can only be found in a passing fleeting second shared. I come too quickly to the end of a sentence that falls to silence. I am half-missing.

PLANET Z

Harvey’s daughter had been gang raped and murdered by a pack of homeless illegals.
The horrible things people said on social media… the excuses that local activists spewed… the politicians defending the murderers and attacking their political rivals…
Harvey appeared to shrug it off.
He volunteered at homeless shelters, clothing drives, and food banks.
When Thanksgiving came around, he volunteered at the city’s annual turkey dinner.
The massive stadium filled to capacity with tables and chairs and all the food everyone could eat.
They haven’t said if it was ricin or polonium, but tens of thousands died along with Harvey.