Through the fog, a pair of larger hands appears on the other side of the mirror directly opposite little Beth's. The rippling effect fades quickly.
The fog soon follows, revealing what appears to be a young Asian woman sitting cross-legged on a wooden floor. The room behind her is covered in greenery, plants having overgrown their pots and little trees in larger pots. There's the fabric covered corner of what might be a bed behind her, to the far left of the mirror.
She smiles, a closed-mouth expression that still manages to be warm. "Good job, Bethie. I'm so proud of you."
Lowering her hands to her lap, the young woman looks up from Beth to Smith. "Hi--Smith. Are you freaking out yet?"
Aaaand mirror lady
The fog soon follows, revealing what appears to be a young Asian woman sitting cross-legged on a wooden floor. The room behind her is covered in greenery, plants having overgrown their pots and little trees in larger pots. There's the fabric covered corner of what might be a bed behind her, to the far left of the mirror.
She smiles, a closed-mouth expression that still manages to be warm. "Good job, Bethie. I'm so proud of you."
Lowering her hands to her lap, the young woman looks up from Beth to Smith. "Hi--Smith. Are you freaking out yet?"