Whimsical Mystery: Mirrors Part 1
It’s was too much, way too much she thought. Too much screeching from her sister, too much light shining in the window. It was all too much and all the sudden. “Get up lazy, it’s after 7:00am already” her sister yelled. But she wanted to crawl under the quilt and get back to that dream, back to memories and images that caused her to get so little sleep to begin with. All she could think about last night was him and that moment in time that changed everything for her.
“Sam go away, just give me another 30 minutes and I swear I’ll be up” she said as her sister grabbed her quilt and yanked it away. “Lindsey! For goodness sake put some clothes on you tart” her sister softly said in a stern yet mocking tone. “There’s gonna be hell to pay if daddy catches you like that you know” she continued chastising her sister. Looking rather annoyed at Sam, Lindsey sits up and glares at her sister.
“I’m a full grown woman Sam. And your 6 years my junior so you shouldn’t be trying to tell me what to do little’en” Lindsey shot back in an equally annoyed tone. Grabbing the quilt from her sister, she covers herself back up and shoos her sister away. All she wanted is just a few more minutes with him, in the only way she knew of, her dreams. “Well it’s about damn time sis, I never thought you’d grow up and be an adult”
Lindsey stuck her head out of the covers and looked at Sam, “Thanks I guess?” Sam giggled as she walked out the door, “come on lazy head, breakfast is ready and you have to get all the cows milked by the end of the day or daddy will tan your hide for sure” Lindsey hopped up and tossed on her nightgown and threw a heavy shawl around herself and slowly made her way down the stairs. The smell of fresh cooked bacon and eggs filled the air along with cooked wheat meal.
Her mother slides a plate in front of her and walks away just as her father bolts out the door as if he were on a mission. “There he goes again girls, always angry about something” their mother says as she cleans up his dishes. “What is it this time? Not enough grain for the cows again?” Sam asks while shoveling another fork full of eggs into her mouth. “No, something to do with our neighbors again”
Lindsey perked up and began to pay more attention to the conversation. Sam noticed this reaction and looked at Lindsey “hurry and finish your breakfast so I can brush your hair” This a code they worked out years ago, a code that their mother had figured out years ago but thought best left alone. Girls needed their secrets she thought. Lindsey finally picked her way through breakfast and slowly headed up the stairs while Sam helped with the remaining dishes.
After a few minutes Sam came rushing up the stairs and into Lindsey’s room. “Okay lil missy, somethings going on with that boy isn’t it?” Sam asks in her usual excited tone. Lindsey got up from the bed and sat in the wooden stool in front of her vanity. She grabs the brush and looks over her shoulder at Sam and sticks the brush out in her direction. “You know the rules, if you want me to talk you have to brush my hair” Sam laughed as she took the brush from Lindsey and began slowly brushing her sisters long auburn hair.
“Okay spill it Lindsey, what’s going on with you?” Sam inquired right away. Lindsey took a deep breath as she knew this was gonna take some explaining. “So it started a few months or so ago. I was standing in the rain and noticed he was watching me. Then he just vanished. Before I knew what happened he was a few feet away. He asked what I was doing just standing in the rain” Sam looked in the mirror at Lindsey with a curious look. “What were you doing?” Lindsey chuckled a second before replying. “I told him I was letting the rain dance on me”
Sam laughed out loud before responding to Lindsey. “Oh my goodness your silly, what did he say?” Lindsey, still looking at Sam in the mirror as she brushed her hair. “Nothing, I came back to the house and he went back to his barn” Lindsey said flatly. “Come oh now sis, that’s not why you reacted when Mom said that, spill it Lindsey” Lindsey sighed a second before answering. “No there’s more, a lot more” Sam gasped a little. “You didn’t...”
Lindsey cuts Sam off quickly “No no nothing like that exactly”
It was time Sam knew the whole story...
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