by B. C. Sirrom
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Stepping into the bathroom, the first thing Tracy didwas hurry to one of the bathroom mirrors over the sink to check her reflection. What she saw was that her face was back to normal.
“I guess Sharon took pity on you after all,” Becca said, as Tracy came to the decision that she wouldn’t beinsulting or threatening the three sister’s ever again.As soon as I arrived in my bedroom, my cell phonewent off. Removing it from my purse, I checked thenumber. It was Julie.
“How was the trip to Blue Winter Julie?”
Listening to my cousin’s words, I felt pure anger.“What do you mean a pair of snobby girls humiliatedyou by filming you while taking a shower?” I asked. “Yes, I know you’d like to get revenge on them, and youshould.”
My continuing to listen to Julie rant about what hadhappened to her brought a wave of scorching angerrushing through me. She had not even been in BlueWinter even a day, and already she had been recipient tohaving a pair of girls with a similar mindset as Tracyhumiliate her. Well, I was damned if she was going tostand idly by and allow these girls get away with it!
“Julie I’m getting on a plane to Blue Winter to put aspell on these two girls that they’ll never forget! Wait,what? You don’t want me to? But they humiliated you!Yeah, sure, I’ll calm down and not catch a flight out.”Listening further, I felt relief, when Julie’ informed methat she and Aunt Katherine had just worked together to place a spell on the two girls. Amanda Hansen and Gillian Matthews, were their names.
“Good going Julie, the two bitches deserved it. Youdid the smart thing convincing Aunt Katherine and Uncle Fred you need to get the heck out of that town pronto! Yeah, uh-huh, I’ll be waiting when you get here.”
Following Julie clicking off her cell phone, I brought my attention onto the mirror where Trixie resided. Isuspected she knew just how I was feeling, when out ofnowhere, she appeared in the mirror’s glass.
“I can sense something’s troubling you Sharon.” Sheimmediately said. “Tell me what’s wrong?”
“It’s my cousin Julie.” I said as she joined me on thebed. “A pair of mean spirited girls named Amanda Hansen and Gillian Matthews humiliated her.”
As she stood gazing at Sharon, Trixie couldn’t helpbut feel tremendous sorrow for the girl who had heart and compassion enough to buy her. To allow her to come into her home, be a friend to her. No, she couldn’t allow what had just happened to Sharon’s cousin go unpunished.
“Sharon, I’ll make sure Amanda and Gillian suffer forwhat they did to Julie,” she said.
“No, it’s all right Trixie, Julie told me she doesn’t want my help,” I replied. “Besides, she’s on the way back here even as we speak. I’m sure once she gets here, I’ll be able to convince her to do otherwise.”
Continuing to stare at Trixie, I was hit by a suddenwant to have her come out of the mirror and join me onthe bed.
“Hey Trixie, you think you can come on out and joinme on the bed? I need you at my side right about now.”
“That’s what I’m here for Sharon, to be a best friendfor you,” Trixie said, emerging from the mirror and doing just that.
“So, here we now sit Trixie, a girl and her mirrordemon,” I said bringing my head to rest on Trixie’sshoulder. It didn’t matter that it felt cold and clammy,what mattered was we were best friends. Nothing wouldever change that fact.
“And we will be best friends forever Sharon.”
When I informed Angela and Bridget about what hadhappened to Julie, they were mad as all-heck.
“I swear Sharon, the three of us should get togetherand perform a spell to make Amanda and Gillian wishthey were never born!” Angela yelled when I told herwhat happened.
“Angela’s right,” said Bridget. “They can’t be allowedto get away with it.”
“Now just relax, and calm down you two. Julie’s on the way here, and when she arrives, then we’ll figure out what to do about Amanda and Gillian.”
“I’m in the mood for some ice cream, you up for thatSharon?” Bridget asked.
“So, how’s it going with your new mirror?” Angelaasked, as she, Bridget, and I strolled through Darkwoods, slowly licking chocolate chip ice cream cones. The bright sun beating down upon us, the temperature just right.
“It’s going great, I replied.
And it was, I realized. Then it dawned on me, I hadn’t really introduced Trixie to my sister’s yet.
“Angela, Bridget, how could you two have allowed me to not introduce you to Trixie?”
“Hey, don’t sweat it Sharon,” Angela replied.
“Angela’s right big sister,” said Bridget. “The way I see it, the reason Angela and I didn’t push you to introduce us to Trixie; is because we wanted you to become acquainted with her first.”
“Yeah, I couldn’t have said it better myself,” Angelacontinued.
“Well, I’m not going to prevent you from meetingTrixie any longer. The moment we get home, I’mintroducing you to her.”
“Trixie, come on out, I want to introduce you to mysisters!” I called out, the moment, Angela, Bridget and Iarrived in my bedroom.
“What’s wrong Sharon?” She asked.
“Nothing’s wrong,” I replied. “Trixie, these two are my younger sisters, Angela and Bridget, I feel so utterlystupid I didn’t introduce you to them earlier.”
“Hey, cut it out Sharon,” Angela replied.
“Yeah, Sharon, it was an honest mistake. Don’t gobeating yourself up over it,” said Bridget.
“Well, anyway, like I said Trixie, these are my twosisters.”
“Are they natural witches like you Sharon?” Trixieasked.
“One hundred percent, I replied.
A few days later, I watched from my second floorbedroom window as Uncle Fred and Julie pulled up to the front of my house. Almost immediately, I was brought to feel a tremendous excitement. My cousin was here. She was away from those spiteful two girls. As I watched Angela and Bridget rush out to greet her, I was filled with absolute bliss. Both my beloved cousin and my best friend who resided in a mirror were at my side. Things couldn’t get any better for me at the moment.
“I can sense you’re feeling happy Sharon.”
“Yeah, I sure am best friend.”
About Mark Mackey
Mark Mackey lives in Chicago, twice he's won Indie Gathering screenplay awards.
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