Weekly Challenge #919: Contact Lens

• Lizzie
• Richard
• Lisa
• Serendipidy
• Tom
• Norval Joe
• Planet Z

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LIZZIE

“What kind of flower is that?” She asked.
“This is a very special flower,” he answered.
“What do you mean?”
“It’s a contact lens. It helps us to see the future.”
She looked unsure.
“The future?”
“Yep.”
She looked even more unsure.
“How so?”
“Look.”
Then, he whispered and the flower wavered slightly in the wind.
“In a year’s time, this garden will be wonderful, full of life, and filled with beautiful flowers. You know why? Because when you cherish something, everything flourishes.”
She smiled.
Just as he thought, that small flower helped with a lot more than the future.

RICHARD

In the eye of the beholder

I thought she had the most beautiful blue eyes, until we hooked up, and I found out she was wearing tinted contact lenses.

I could live with that, thanks to her gorgeous, long golden hair, until the night I ran my fingers through it, and the wig came off in my hands.

At least she still had a figure to die for, until I realised the breasts were fake and she wore a corset.

The worst part was discovering one of her long, shapely legs was false, when she took it off at night.

She had a lovely personality though.

LISA

Deceptive Appearances

His eye colour seemingly changes with every visit, I thought I was mistaken at first but I think he’s wearing coloured contacts.

With all days blending into one it’s hard to remember things. I chant them to keep them fresh in my head, hoping I’ll survive and need to use them as evidence. It’s hard and I’ve got a permanent tension headache. But what else can I do?

The girls tentatively told me earlier that there were others down here but he took them and didn’t bring them back. I don’t, and won’t, tell them about the bodies we found.

SERENDIPIDY

Lost your contact lens, are you quite sure?

Come closer and let me look.

No, it’s still there, in the corner of your eye. Hold still and lets see if I can slide it into place.

Oh dear. Me and my fat fingers! This isn’t working.

What I need is something thin to slip under the edge, and ease it across.

Maybe this razor blade will do the trick?

Now, what did I say about holding still?

Stop squirming, won’t you?

Oh my goodness!

I told you not to squirm!

On the bright side. You only need one lens now!

TOM
NORVAL JOE

Billbert stood at the door to Grandma Buhmilda’s Biscayne, ready to climb in.
“Linny,” Mr. Withybottom growled at his daughter. “Come with me.”
She glared at him with one eye nearly closed as if she had lost a contact lens. “No. I’m going with my friends.”
“They’re not your friends. Now, come on,” he said much louder.
“Yeah, Lindy,” Sabrina sneered. “We’re not your friends. Go with daddy.”
Linnoliumanda’s face dropped at Sabrina’s declaration.
“Don’t listen to her, Linnoliumanda,” Billbert said. “You’re my friend, and whether Sabrina admits it or not, you two are cousins. Maybe you have magic, too.”

PLANET Z

Tiffany wore glasses.
She shuddered at the thought of sticking something in her eye.
She couldn’t even bring herself to use eyedrops.
The best she could do was stand in the shower with her eyes closed, face the shower head, and open her eyes.
And even then, it took a lot of will to open her eyes.
When her eyesight got worse, she was offered the chance for surgery, but just the thought of it... she would rather go blind.
“We can knock you out for it if you like,” said the doctor.
Counting down from ten, fading into sleep.c