A Slice of Compromise

In the heat of a never-ending pizza war, neither surrendered. “You always take

the big half.” “You said you'd be on a diet!” Back and forth it went—until a pause.

Then, a mischievous smile and a gentle nudge towards harmony. One slice became

two halves, gone in moments. Yet their laughter echoed long after. That’s their secret:

resolving with a slice of compromise, not victory.