I see her staring back at me. I move to the left side, she follows. Now I move to the right, and again she follows. I pucker my lips as does she. I’m stunned, she is stunned with me. I turn around to see if she is still there. She is, but now she is different. Now she is moving on her own. Like she is speaking but no sound is coming out. Almost trying to tell me something. She seems almost scared. Maybe she is trying to warn me about something. What if she is from the future or a parallel universe. I’m doing my best to make out what she is trying to say. Finally she grabs a pen and paper. She is writing something. She puts it up to the mirror but I see nothing but blurry words I cannot make out. The glass between us is holding our words from each other almost like a medium hiding whatever it is she is trying to say.