Judith Watson

Mirrored

Something drew Jance Weston to the plain wooden box, sitting on her brother in laws desk. Hell, she had even dreamed of the damn thing. Something about it demanded her attention. It was heavy, but it held nothing inside. Curious, Jance picked it up. She pushed then pulled on it, until a side sprung back and the bottom dropped open to reveal a little black book. She wanted to take it right then, but her gut told her to hold off, until her loathsome brother in-law left town. She didn’t have to wait long, for he was always taking trips. Jance had no trouble convincing her sister to invite her over to her house for lunch. Genève loved to brag about her husband’s good looks and especially his wealth. Jance swiped the book from right under her sisters’ nose. Quickly slipping away with it into the nearby bathroom. Where she used her phone to take pictures of every page, before putting it back exactly the way she found it.