Clara

    My reappearance was so sudden and alarming that, as I turned toward myself, I flung out an arm and somehow (I would never do such a thing on purpose) my hand slapped my reflection with a crash that sent cracks webbing across the mirror. With a muffled tinkle, shards of glass scattered across the carpet.

    "OhI am so sorry!" I dropped to my knees to collect the pieces.  Next