Seraphina stayed hidden, despite Rachel’s best efforts to rouse her. She went about her life, trying to forget the odd experience. Considering what she’d already gone through, it really wasn’t that odd. If she could be launched to alternate realities, it made sense she could be sucked into Seraphina’s mirror. At least, if Rachel kept telling herself she managed to keep the anxiety attacks from flaring up whenever she saw the mirror.
After a week, Rachel was getting antsy. Still no sign of Seraphina. The mirror even began looking ordinary. Rachel caught herself staring at it numerous times a day, her thoughts drifting to implications of Seraphina being gone. What if she never came back? What would happen to her?
Rachel sat at her desk in the living room, the documents on her computer screen forgotten as she stared into the mirror’s glass, the only thing in it her own reflection. Her fingers trailed along the edges, worn and softened by time. The appearance of another face beside hers made her jump.
“Nathan! You startled me.” She placed the mirror glass down on the desk and turned to face him. Nathan crouched beside her and grasped her hands in his.
“You’ve been so distant; I was getting worried about you.” His corners of his eyes creased with concern. Rachel forced a smile. She realized she needed to focus on her relationship with Nathan. If he felt abandoned who knew what decision he might make.
“I’m okay, really. Just a lot on my mind.” She glanced back at the computer screen. “Work, the wedding, our future…”
Nathan placed a light kiss on her brow. “If you want to offload some of it to me, let me know. I can contact caterers and halls and stationary stores too.” He cupped her chin with his fingers. “And stop obsessing about your looks. Your natural beauty is just one of the many things I love about you.”
“My looks? But I’m not-“ Rachel stopped, the mirror in her peripheral vision. She grinned. “You’re right. I’ll try to relax more. About everything.”
“Good.” Nathan stood and grabbed his jacket off the back of her chair. “I’m going to go get some dinner. Chinese okay?”
Rachel nodded and turned back to her computer. Nathan was such a great guy. He didn’t get hung up on silly things. She sighed happily and ran a finger through her tangled locks. A lone bobby pin, forgotten from an earlier up do caught on her fingers. She shivered in delight over Nathan’s comment. He loved her natural beauty. She didn’t need makeup and fancy hair styles. He lo-
Wait a moment. He said it was one of the things he loved about her. Rachel’s fingers gripped the mirror’s handle and she slowly turned it around to see in the glass again. Could that be why Seraphina was gone? Her wish had come true?
Stunned, Rachel spun in her chair to observe her surroundings. Was this it? Her home, her life…her reality?
“I spy with my little eye” is a popular game with children, and their acute observation picks up items adults may not look at twice. This week, choose one of the 14 items in this “I Spy” game and use it in a fiction or creative non-fiction piece.
This is from my WIP about Rachel. This follows a period when Seraphina used her magic to suck Rachel into the mirror’s world, allowing Seraphina to be free to wander. Eventually Rachel was released from her prison but Seraphina was nowhere to be found.
Her story has been my focus all month and slowly but surely it’s getting done. Is this the end, Rachel’s happily ever after? Well, I’m not telling