Look Closer

DESI

“I don’t understand.” My mind reeled with possibilities and the sudden and fervent need to see Michael. Right away. “I have to go.” I jumped to my feet again and paced the garden. “How do I get outta here?”

“I know you have to go, baby. But first, you need you to do something for me. And there are people you need to meet before you leave.”

“Anything.” Anything for Lucy.

“Take a look at yourself.”

“What?” I saw my hands, my clothes. “What do you mean?”

A standing mirror appeared before me, and Lucy stood behind me, her hands on my shoulders. “Take a look. A good look.”

I stepped up to the mirror. “I look the same.”

“Look closer.”