In which Temmin gets a dunking:The first thing Temmin saw when he looked into the bathroom mirror on his birthday was a man. He was eighteen; that was that, he was an adult now. "And I still can't grow a proper beard," he said aloud, rubbing his chin.
"What, sir?" called Jenks.
"Nothing!"
The second thing he saw when he looked in the bathroom mirror was a face not his own.
Underneath his own reflection lay a faint tracing--a smooth face, a paler, thinner face with precise features, odd silver eyes, and iron-colored hair pulled back in an old-fashioned tail. He blinked, and it disappeared.
"Jenks? Insanity doesn't run in the family, does it?"
"Not to my knowledge, sir," said Jenks.
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Published on October 04, 2010 11:21