Sabrina McLain:
After standing in the receiving line,
I went into the church bathroom
to wash my hands
and splash icy cold water
on my face.
When I dried off my face,
I looked up into the mirror
and I was surprised.
Usually people know what they look like
so well
that looking into
a mirror
is not unusual.
But I never noticed what I really
looked like
before.
I was almost fifteen
and my cheeks were hollowed out.
My hair, which used to be
a lovely burnished bronze color,
was dark brown.
My eyes were dark and deep
and they reminded me of wells.
They were twin pools of dark blue
and twin pools of
despair and
a glimmer of
hope.
And that glimmer winked
and flashed
at me from inside
those two deep wells
and for a moment,
I felt so at peace
and I knew Dad was watching down
on me,
Jennah in his arms.
But then the glimmer
fled.
It evaporated,
dissipated
until I realized that while
happiness could be found in
many places,
my father's funeral
was not one of them.
YOU ARE READING
Dissipate: Book Two
Short StoryThe sequel to "Unnatural" this book is about Sabrina's life after another death. Sabrina is still writing to Jennah, her dead older sister, and Sabrina has a lot to write about. Her mother's so-called "friend from work" is suddenly her new boyfriend...
