My name is Sophie. In all of the worlds I know, I am one of three children. There is me, and there is Helen, and then Francis Patrick. We were all born in the teens of the century, … the century that’s been, the twentieth. All three of us remember the Great War, though very dimly. I remember the glancing light in father’s saloon, against the mirrors, and the strange visitors.
I don’t know whence came those mirrors, but I do know that I learned their secret rather early. It was no secret to me, at least, and mother and father both looked at me with their sly expression; Francis Patrick had a touch of it too, but only a touch.
As I begin revisions on The Shape-shifter’s Tale, I will be posting character interview excerpts for the main cast of the novel. This week’s excerpt comes from the interview with Sophie, the narrator’s great-aunt.
Weekend Writing Warriors offers eight-sentence excerpts from a variety of writers; see the other excerpts here.