Catherine slept the whole night
clutching her new/old compact as though she were holding
MeeMom close to her. As the sunrays of dawn sent bright lines
through the window blinds into the bedroom, Catherine opened
her eyes, then opened the compact and gazed into the mirror
with the half-gaze of semi-wakening eyelids.
As had happened at the fair when
she first held the compact, her own reflection began to
fade into something else. She wanted to open her eyes wider,
but kept them half shut, almost in a squint. There in the
mirror a face took shape, not hers, not MeeMom’s, not anyone’s
she could recognize, just round hazel eyes, a rather large
nose with big nostrils and a wide mouth, which began speaking:
‘Tis an honor, my Lady, to be
with you here;
You need only ask for me to appear.
My powers without a companion
are nil;
I serve she who holds me, so hold
me you will.
Catherine doubted her eyes and
ears, so, shutting the compact lid, she sat up in bed and
vigorously rubbed them. She looked around the room to see
if everything was still as she had left it the night before.
Satisfied that all was in place, she returned her attention
to the compact and, carefully and slowly, lifted the lid
back up staring into the unusually shaped mirror.
Sure enough, her reflection again
faded into the face that had spoken to her. She took a
deep breath and asked aloud, “Who are you?”
The mirror image replied:
I have no name, no body, no being;
My presence is simply whatever
you’re seeing.
The mission I have is to help
you achieve
That which you seek just as you
believe.
Catherine closed the compact,
grabbed her terrycloth robe and nearly leaped down the
stairs to the kitchen. Her mother was already making tea
and toast and turned toward the sudden entrance of her
frenzied child. “Oh, Catherine, you startled me. Why in
such a hurry?”
Catherine opened her hand and
extended her arm toward her mother displaying the compact.
“I looked in the mirror just now and I saw something…”
Her mother interrupted, “Dear,
dear Catherine. Take your beautiful compact back upstairs
and put it in a special place that only you know. Then
come back here and we’ll have some tea while I explain
something to you that you never knew.” |