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#BlogTour! #Extract – Reflected Destinies by Florence Keeling (@keelingflorence) @rararesources

I love this cover! Today I have the pleasure of sharing an extract from Florence Keeling’s – Reflected Destinies. Enjoy!

Laura is happy and content, she has a new boyfriend and loves her job teaching primary school pupils in London.  But when she inherits a rundown house from a stranger on her 30th birthday, memories of her prom night come flooding back, memories of a scary encounter and an antique mirror in the very same house.

Laura visits the house with all its secrets and as she unravels the clues she reveals the biggest secret of all: her own destiny.  But how can you change the future if it’s already written in the past?

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Extract

When I was writing Reflected Destines, one of the most important aspects was the mirror.  Here Laura encounters it for the very first time.

They were at the front of the house now, just one room left which they assumed would be the master bedroom.  All the doors on all the rooms were either open or non-existent but this room was different, the door to this room was shut.

“I don’t think I want to go in.”  Beth backed away as Laura tried the metal handle.  It turned with a little squeak and Laura opened the door just a fraction.  

“There’s something in there.”  Laura opened the door wider and stepped in.  “It’s got a sheet over it.”  

“Laura?”  Beth edged further away.  “Come back.  I don’t like it.”  But Laura wasn’t listening, she wanted to know what was under the sheet.  She wanted to know why all the other rooms were empty except for this one.

She was right in front of it now.  Its outline was slightly taller than her and about a foot wide.

“I think it’s a mirror,” she called back to Beth as she pulled the sheet slowly down, but Beth didn’t answer, she’d already gone to wait with Lucy.

The sheet slid off to prove Laura right, it was a mirror with a beautifully carved frame surrounding the almost perfect glass.  Laura let her hands move over the frame feeling the intricate design.

“You always loved that mirror.”  A man’s quiet voice from behind her froze Laura to the spot.  She looked in the mirror and jumped at the sight.  A very frail looking old man stood in the reflection.  He had neatly combed white hair, was dressed smartly in a full suit and tie, and leaned heavily on a cane.  He was holding what appeared to be a piece of paper in his hand.  “You look so beautiful.  Just how I pictured you would.”  He held out the paper for her.  She turned slowly and stepped a little way towards him.  She wanted to speak but found her voice had failed her.  She felt terrified yet strangely intrigued.  

Tentatively she took the paper from his hand and instinctively moved away from him towards the door.  The moon was shining into the room from a window on the landing and Laura could see a faded old photograph of a girl standing in a pretty ball gown, yet the photograph was in colour.  Recognition suddenly dawned on her and she dropped the photo as if it was a piece of hot coal. “

About the author

Florence Keeling adopted for her pen-name her Great Grandmother’s name, chosen because of the shared birthday of April Fool’s Day.  She is married with two teenage chidren.  Born and raised in Coventry, England she now lives just outside in Nuneaton.  Reflected Destinies is her first novel.

Florence Keeling also writes for children under the name of Lily Mae Walters.

 

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