Three Clicks
I grabbed a plush towel and patted my skin dry.
When I finally lifted my head and looked into the mirror above the sink, the glass was smooth, flawless, and unbroken. My face was whole.
And as I stared into my own eyes, searching for the timid, terrified girl who used to flinch at loud noises, I couldn’t find her anywhere.
I saw the formidable, unbreakable woman that Dean, Linda, and Frank should have been terrified of from the very beginning.
THE END.