She stopped at the mirror, held her hair back with one 357 hand.
I looked at the mirror and discovered what must have been long known to everyone around me.
Leaving her at the mirror, he turned to be ready for whatever happened next.
He looked at the mirror on the wall and raised his voice.
Because she wouldn't look at the mirror, he had to turn away from it, too, and face her.
She looked back at the mirror and almost didn't recognize herself.
He began to smile at the wall and the mirror.
I looked back at the mirror and he appeared to be alone.
What have you learned at the mirror and against the wind?
He came back to his seat and would not look at the mirror again.
