The Man in the Mirror
Confused and disheveled Sarah looked around the room as if expecting him to be lurking in some corner or niche. He wasn’t, and that scared her more than seeing him had. She jerked back to face the mirror to no avail. He wasn’t there either.Her brow knitted in uncertainty, Sarah began to wonder if she’d imagined the whole thing.She’d felt funny since entering the house and now she just longed to be done here. She headed out into the hall; glancing up and down it st, to make sure he hadn’t just slipped out when she’d turned to face him. That would have made her feel worse in a strange way, probably she thought because that would mean it had been her overdrawn imagination, making a simple moment something more sinister and haunting.
The girl with the flip-flops and hair twist was waiting for her with her change in hand and a worried smile on her face.
“Oh, no.” Laughed Sarah shakily, trying to sound level. “Something caught my eye in one of the rooms down the hall, I just wanted to take a closer look.”
“It was just a mirror, I thought it was interesting. I don’t know if I can afford it though, right now. I think the table might have cleaned me out for the week.” Sarah said truthfully.
“Uh yeah, actually it was.” Sarah said putting her change away and zipping up her purse with finality.It was time to go she decided. She needed fresh air and to clear her head about what had just happened. “You know, would it be alright if I left the table here for a couple hours? I just need to call a friend to help transport it. If it wouldn’t be in the way…”
“My name’s Sarah. My cell is 945-4916 incase there’s a problem, or if you have to close up early for some reason.”
“Your welcome. Bye!” Said the girl shutting the door behind her.
“Hello?” Came his quick answer.
“I just got done dropping Tommy off at the mall and now I’m going to get my oil changed. What’s up?”
“Yeah, I guess so.Where’s it at?”
“Sounds good, I’ll see you at the Jiffy Lube.” Brad said clicking off.
As if on cue the girl Vic came walking out to them. “If you guys need any help loading the table-“
“Okay, well enjoy the table then!” She said starting to turn away, and then she stopped turning back to Sarah with a smile. “By the way,” She said lowering her voice conspiratorially. “If you really want that mirror, I’ll throw it in for five bucks. I’m tired of selling things and this is my second weekend in a row. I’m afraid I’ll be here forever if I don’t get rid of everything!”
“Here, I was ready to give it away if it didn’t sell!” She said starting to pick up one end. Sarah picked up the other end.It was heavy and the girls manipulated it carefully out of the rest of the house and put it in the backseat of Sarah’s car. With the mirror facing front Sarah buckled it in place. “I would hate to see anything happen to it!” She pulled a five out of her purse and handed it to Vic happily. “Thanks so much! I love it. It’s got so much character.”
“Well maybe I’ll tell that story to my mother. Maybe she’d stay away from my wing for a while, that’d be nice.” Sarah laughed. “Well I’d better go, Brads waiting for me to follow him. It was nice to meet you Vic.”
Vic shivered as she went back up the walk, she’d promised her uncle she’d stay here long enough to take care of the estate, but she really didn’t want to spend another night in this house. Last nights noises had almost sent her running out the door. They had come from the attic and sounded like footsteps, and windows opening and closing. Then Steven had showed up and the noises had soon been drowned out with the sounds of their coupling.
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