Chapter 103: Metamorph
"I'm on the hunt for who I've not yet become" —Sara Bareilles.
I let Tom use the bathroom first. It has been a long day, and I’m sure he appreciates the chance to clean up. Once he’s done, the boy steps out of the bathroom buttoning his pajama shirt. I pat his head approvingly and head in.
I had installed a small framed mirror just above the sink as a temporary measure. When I pass it, I catch my own reflection and gasp sharply. Now I understand the change of attitude. The blood. It’s like a beauty potion, taking my humble appearance and heightening it to another level. I was pretty, beautiful at best. But this appearance… the shape of my face is smoother, my nose sharper yet lovelier. My lips, rosier, shade turned into a permanent red, like the color of freshly
