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“Oh, wow,” Joan peered into the spacious, well-lit, closet-like room, with a large, floor-length mirror in a gilded frame mounted on one wall, and a brocade lounge with pillows piled high in the center. Instead of clothes rods, shelves, and drawers packed with clothes and shoes, the whole thing was filled with narrow shelves, and on every row, books.

Books, stacked on top of each other, covers facing forward, staggered so the majority of each cover was visible.

Elisha walked over to a book, selecting a sleek black and red cover, and picked it up. Her clothes, which had been a simple, stylish charcoal suit dress, shimmered. The book in her hand flickered, and a noise like a hundred pages being flipped at once echoed around the room.

Now, Elisha wore a dangerously low-cut black dress with red piping along the bodice, bright red stilettos, with her hair pulled back in a sleek bun, and her lips the same red as her shoes. She turned to regard herself in the mirror, letting the book hang loosely in one hand, revealing a glimpse of the woman seated at a desk on the cover.

Joan waited in impatient silence.

With a satisfied nod, Elisha finally turned from her reflection, and paused to place the book in an empty spot on her way out the door. “Hurry up, Joanie,we don’t want to be late, do we?”

Throttling down the statement that she’d been ready an hour ago, until Elisha had decided she had to change, Joan nodded, muttered something that would pass for agreement, and followed. She’d given up on trying to correct the childish nickname, as she’d given up on so many battles with her sister-in-law. Some days, she prayed Bryan would come to his senses, but Elisha had him wrapped around her expensive ring-decorated finger.

About Caitlin Stern

I have a MA in English, and have so many fantasy/urban fantasy WIPs it's not even funny. I'm an avid reader of science fiction, fantasy, mystery, romance, biography, fiction, and anything else that catches my interest. I collect books, and bookmarks I find that are visually appealing and useful.

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