Light from Her Mirror (Mirrors Don't Lie Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

wrong to change their lives?
    She
had asked the question a hundred times, but never found an answer. They had
been happy in the picture; just two months later, her family left New
Hampshire, abandoned Makenna at a church in San Antonio, and the mad cycle of
their new life had begun. Over the course of the next fifteen years, Kenzie had
lived in over a dozen towns, had gone by almost as many different aliases. Her
entire life had been a series of lies and make-believe.
    With
legs suddenly too weak to support her, Kenzie sank into the cushions of the couch.
Her fingers shook as she pulled the photographs out. Tears blurred her vision
as she studied the nearly identical faces, one cherub decked out in a frilly
green dress, one in blue. Their hair was styled in long sausage curls, one head
dark auburn, the other glossy black. The green eyes and dimpled smiles were the
same on either child. And they were so happy .
    Kenzie
sat back, curling her long legs beneath her as she continued to study the
picture. She imagined what might be in each gaily-wrapped present. The cake,
she decided, was probably chocolate with strawberry frosting. And after the
party they would curl up on the big blue couch and their father would read to
them from Makenna’s book. 
    The
book and a rag doll were the only toys their mother packed for Makenna’s new
life. With nothing more than a change of clothes and a small patchwork quilt,
their parents had left the little girl behind. And, it turned out, even the
book and the quilt had not been a means of comfort for the child; both were tainted
with clues, nothing more than pawns in the dangerous game their parents played.
    Shuffling
the photo behind the other one, Kenzie realized she held three photos in her
hand. There had only been two before; where had the third picture come from?
Had it been left in the negative folder when they first looked at the roll?
Puzzled, Kenzie glanced at the photo she remembered, the one with their father
standing between the twins, his face all happy and proud. Pain hitched in her
heart as she quickly slid the photo behind the others to reveal the new
picture.
    Kenzie’s
breath escaped on a gasp. The photograph shook as her hand trembled, making it
difficult to focus, but one thing was crystal clear: something was terribly
wrong.
    Across
the room, Makenna shut the door behind Hardin and twisted the locks he insisted
she use. One glance at her sister, and the smile slid from her face.
    “Kenzie!
What’s wrong? Is it your leg? Something from the wreck? I knew you should have
gone with the ambulance! What is wrong with you?” Makenna imagined vivid
scenarios as she flew to her sister’s side. Kenzie was curled up on the couch,
her face void of color and her entire body trembling.
    When
her twin did not answer, Makenna sat down on the couch beside her. She touched
her sister’s arm, finding it cold and quivering. “Honey, you’re as cold as ice.
Are you in pain?”
    Kenzie
managed to shake her head. She closed her eyes and turned the photograph in her
hand toward her sister.
    “Oh!”
Makenna’s voice squeaked when she saw the unfamiliar picture. Her own hand
wobbled as she reached for it and pulled it close for examination.
    “Oh.”
This time, the word whispered in awe. “Oh, my. Is this - Is this her? Is this…
our mother?”
    A
woman stood between the little girls in the photo, her arms curled around their
waists as she bent to their level. The picture had been snapped as she was
laughing, freezing the look of joy upon her beautiful face. Even though the
color quality of the photograph had been compromised after so many years, there
was no denying the sparkle of her green eyes, or the lively auburn highlights
peeking from her dark hair. Her hair was clipped an inch beneath her ears and
Makenna could practically see the cloud of curls dancing in the still
photograph.
    Struggling
to find a memory, Makenna stared at the woman who had given her birth. In her
heart,