Dylan is miserable, mourning his mom’s death, and drowning in debts. He has a mysterious key from his mother—supposed to reveal hidden secrets—but he has no idea what or where they are. Until an attorney shows up and turns his life upside down.
He’s invited to meet his grandparent—one he grew up believing dead. Soon after he arrives at the Mirror Estate, he begins hearing voices, seeing visions and feeling watched. As he begins to unravel secrets, his visit turns deadly.
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I started having ideas for a series. But as a new-and-yet-unknown author, I listened to advice to write a prequel novelette to introduce readers to the series.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
In my head. Really, I got ideas from characters in TV shows, novels I read or even real-life persons I met over the years.
"I understand that rent is due the first of the month and it’s now the eighth. But could you please give me some time to get everything in order? In case you didn't know, my mom passed away a few days ago." Dylan listened for a moment and said, "Thank you, thank you so much."
He disconnected. As if I didn’t have enough bills to pay! he thought. And he was still trying to come to terms with losing his mother. What a bloodsucker!
After graduating from college just about a year ago, he’d moved back with his mom to help care for her and to save money while paying off student loans. Everywhere he looked in the living area with an open kitchen, he saw glimpses of her—standing by the fridge checking the date of her next appointment on the doctor’s reminder magnet. “Pick up your socks!” “Put the dishes in the dishwasher!” She used to yell at him for leaving things all over the place. Now, he glanced at the mess in the kitchen sink and decided to clean up. His mom might not bother to decorate the apartment, but she had kept her place neat and tidy.
It had always been just his mom and him. Mimi Roche had worked hard as a waitress to support both of them. Time and time again, he remembered her kneeling by her bed at night to pray. They had had happy days in the apartment celebrating his significant events like Confirmation, graduation. She had been so proud of him when he snagged one of the few coveted management trainee spots in the one-year program of a well-known regional property management company.
The buzzing of his phone interrupted his reminisce. Not wanting to answer any more calls from the landlord or loan officers, he glanced at the screen, expecting to swipe the decline icon. Instead, it was Tommy. They had been best friends since high school. Both had gone on to the same college, but each pursued a different career path. Although they were never roommates, they lived in the same dorm for a couple of years.
"Yo," Dylan said.
"Hey, are you still moping around?"
"No, I don't mope around."
"Are you dressed? My guess is that you're still in your shorts and T-shirt. It's past noon."
He glanced down at his shorts and T-shirt. "So? I have off until tomorrow. Bereavement leave."
"Yeah, I know. But really, how you holding up?"
"Tell you what. Why don't you get dressed and come meet me for lunch? I have something for you."
A former accountant, S.L. loves to read. After years of churning ideas in her head, S.L. finally put the thoughts down in a series of novels. She's usually found in front of her laptop writing or watching a TV show, likely a crime related show. The author lives in the Mid-West of the U.S.
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