Missing
Yes. A milk carton.
Any ordinary, everyday milk carton.
The kind with a front panel, a back panel, and two side panels.
The kind with a bottom and a strange peaked top which when squeezed in the correct way, opens to produce a spout necessary for pouring the milk.
A simple milk carton.
And the milk was pretty nice too.
It was also the kind of milk carton that was renowned for posting the pictures of missing people on them.
Usually a new one everyday.
I didn’t know for sure, but it seemed a hell of a lot of people went missing in the United States of America these days.
I wondered for a moment where they all went.
Anyway, the pictures were usually of adolescents, runaways, kids running from troubled homes.
Sometimes there was the occasional youngster, lost while shopping and presumed abducted and even rarer were the middle aged or elderly people that had ‘disappeared from the face of the earth’.
Though in most cases, most of the elderly people pictured were found a day later wandering around the local neighbourhood rambling about something or other, sometimes even stripped of their clothes.
Seems they went for a walk in the middle of the night and forgot what they were doing.
Oh the world these days.
Mind you, this was not just a place to put the picture of someone who wandered out an hour ago, no.
You had to have been missing almost three months before you could be privileged enough to have your picture grace the back panel of ‘America’s Favourite Milk’ for the whole country to see and go ‘oooh’ at.
(so, the people who had reported the missing pensioners had more than likely forgotten to inform the police when their granny or whoever had been found, so while they were snug at home in bed, the rest of the country still thought they were missing and banged their picture on a carton of milk.)
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