Mirror, Mirror
Patricia and her sister Mabel recently moved to Fort Misery, Florida and they planned to open a clothing boutique there.
One day, Patricia saw a large mirror and several store fixtures sitting outside an herbalist’s shop across the street from her boutique. There was an A frame chalkboard sitting on the sidewalk with the words, “Shop Under New Management! Sidewalk Sale! Everything must GO!” written on it.
I must go look at that mirror. Patricia thought. She walked across the street and looked at the mirror up close. An elderly woman walked up beside her. “I will give that to you for free!” she said.
“Free?” Patricia asked, surprised that the woman would just give away such a beautiful mirror. “That’s a very special mirror! It’s a gateway to the world of the fairies!” the old woman said. She leaned in and grumbled, “My granddaughter doesn’t want it in here when she takes over the shop next week.”
Gateway to the world of the fairies…right…. Patricia thought.
Mabel came by later that day. Patricia pulled her sister into the dressing room and showed her the mirror. “There is something really strange about that mirror. It’s creepy.” Mabel said.
“I think it fits the decor here perfectly.” Patricia said. When she turned around to walk away, she did not see the reflection return to the mirror turn back and smile at her.
On opening day, woman came shopping with her boyfriend. She picked out a red dress, and walked into the changing room to try it on. When she was finished, she walked out into the shop and looked at herself in front of the floor length mirror. “This is so beautiful!” she gushed as she twirled around and admired her reflection. “What do you think honey?” the woman asked her boyfriend, who was sitting in a chair nearby.
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“I like it.” he mumbled, clearly more interested in playing with his cell phone than watching his girlfriend try on clothes.
She walked up to the cash register, and paid for her purchase. As Patricia was putting the dress in the bag, she heard a woman’s voice that sounded exactly like her customer’s say, “Honey, I’m ready to go.” Patricia looked up from her work. A woman who looked and sounded exactly like her customer, was standing in front of the woman’s boyfriend!
Patricia blinked, and all of a sudden, the woman and the boyfriend were gone! Patricia felt the blood drain from her face. “What’s wrong?” the customer asked. “I think your boyfriend disappeared!” Patricia whispered. The woman turned and saw that the chair her boyfriend was sitting in was empty.
She dialed his cell phone number. “Hey, where are you?” she asked. There was a pause. She suddenly jerked the phone away from her ear, and Patricia heard a man screaming on the other end. She heard a pounding sound and saw the mirror shake. “He says he is in the mirror!” the woman said, confused.
Patricia thought of the bag of iron powder the old woman gave her. She took it out of the register drawer, opened it, walked over to the mirror, and threw the powder on it. All of a sudden, the young man fell out of it!
He scrambled to his feet and said, “I I thought you had finished paying and were ready to leave! It must have been- I don’t know what it was. Suddenly we were in this forest! Then you called, and I turned around and saw the inside of the shop in the middle of the forest, and you paying for your dress! I ran toward the shop and hit something I couldn't see!” the man stammered.
“Must have been the mirror glass!” the woman said. The couple left the shop and Patricia threw a blanket over the mirror.
After she closed for the day, she walked to the herbalist shop across the street. A young woman stood behind the desk. “Excuse me, but I bought a large old mirror from an elderly woman here, and something really strange happened to me involving it. I think something strange came out of it and tried to kidnap one of my customers.” Patricia said. The woman smiled and said, “Changeling fairies came into our wold through the mirror, and I, unlike my grandma, didn’t want to have that thing anywhere near my shop. Destroy that thing with a hammer.” the young woman said.
And that is just what Patricia did.