The Man with the Plastic

Seven

                                                                                                                                                                 Eli

                                                                                                                                                        Friday,May 12 , 2017

I grasp the handle of the heavy hand mirror, It fits in my hand perfectly. I push against the reflective glass until it pops out. I take my written letter as small as I can get it, a small square about the size of a quarter. Gently, I put the paper behind the mirrors antique frame and place the glass back inside, concealing it well. Suddenly I hear the sound of keys jingling in the keyhole, I place mirror back on the dresser bolt to my bed and pick up the book I was reading.

" Good afternoon Annabelle, I mean Eli, how are you this lovely afternoon?" I ignore him

" Ahh, still not speaking are we? Well I have good news, today you are going to meet the family!" he says excitedly