He smiled today, the boy in the mirror. A broken smile it was. I reached out to him in fascination but my mother had stormed in to ruin the fun.

She yelled at me, asked me what I was doing as her eyes pooled with tears.
"What's gotten into you?!"
I didn't reply. I never do. I just watched her cry her silly tears. 

After her ruckus she left me at peace but when I looked back the empty mirror greeted me.