CHAPTER 15 - WRAPPING THINGS UP

With my cannibalistic reflection taken care of, things quickly went back to the way they were.

With some obvious changes, though.

My right hand never healed all the way. Doc Owen said something about the nerves in my hands getting all messed up. When I got told the news that my right hand would never get back to the way it was, I didn’t have as bad of a reaction as I thought I would.

Sure, I kicked a hole in my door that night, but it wasn’t so bad. I didn’t punch any mirrors this time.

Speaking of mirrors, the magical kind had to be taken care of too. After I killed my doppelganger, I had an awkward time lugging the body over to my house. Me and Jane wrapped it in her blankets, just so we didn’t have anybody wondering why there were two of me.

I mean they probably would’ve thought “twins”, but you never know. Bob had to reassure everybody who saw us carrying a dead body that there was definitely not a good person underneath all that wool.

Fortunately, nobody had to be convinced too hard. Either that or they just didn’t really care. If the deputies that saved your town countless times in the past tell you it’s fine, then you’d probably take’em at their word.

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When Jane, Bob, and I made it to my house, I plopped the body through the mirror. It was funny to see their eyes almost pop out of their faces. If they weren’t true believers before, then they were true believers now. Magic was real.

I told them I had some things I needed to take care of, so I went through the mirror with the body. Bob came along with me. In his own words, he wanted to make sure I wasn’t up to anything fishy– that I was the real William.

Color him surprised when he saw his overweight body morph into nothing but skin and bones. It took a couple minutes to explain how our bodies changed through the mirror, but he eventually understood. I hope.

I checked my “twin’s” basement for the emaciated Other Bob, but he wasn’t there. Checking the front yard, he was crawling toward the center of town. Lifting him up, I carried him back to the house… with some resistance of course.

Resistance that ended when he saw my Bob. The two Bobs ended up conversing about the mirror and somehow ended up on a topic of how apparently "all Williams are annoying.” To further convince him the magic of the mirror was true, I showed the Other Bob my doppelganger’s dead body.

Never seen a grown man cry, but I didn’t expect to feel happy when I eventually did. I ended up taking the Other Bob down to this world’s doctor’s office and left him there.

Bob and I left the mirror world, and I got a shovel and started digging a hole. Once it was big enough, I dropped the magic mirror down inside and buried it for good.

Jane, Bob, and I decided to keep this whole debacle to ourselves. People in Easy Breeze lived just fine without the knowledge of magic and they’d continue to do so.

With these whole magical shenanigans over with and my right hand still in crap condition, I had one more thing to do.

I had to quit my job.