Janet Perez Eckles
Reflection in the Mirror
Out of habit, I felt for the light switch in our bathroom, I flipped it on, but… the darkness remained. My body shook with terror. Holding on to the cold and slick counter top, I looked toward the mirror and saw a dreary gray of nothing. In desperation, I felt the urge to scratch through the glass into the darkness to find even a slight glimpse...