“The Mirror,” written by Lori Krause is a fast paced, engrossing thriller, with one hell of an ending. Annabel (as in Edgar Allan Poe’s poem, Annabel Lee) is a college student who moves to a small New Hamsphire town, for the summer, to work as an intern at a prestigious law firm. She rents an old Victorian House and suddenly finds her new life almost to perfect to believe. She falls in love with Andrew, a handsome real estate agent, who is both a gentleman and a great lover with an inexhaustible sex drive that is quite satisfying to Annabel, and who seems to always show up at the right time whenever Annabel needs help and always opens the passenger side door when driving her around town and parking at a restaurant or at his mother’s house. He proposes to her after a very short time and naturally Annabel says, “Yes.”
At the same time, everything is working out wonderfully at the law firm, so wonderfully that she is able to do almost all her research and work at home, giving her quite a bit of time to explore the house, which she has been warned is ‘evil’ by all the town folks she runs into, and told that she should immediately move out. She starts to see an image of a young thirteen year old girl in a beautifully decorated mirror, that she and Andrew finds in the attic and bring down to her bedroom. At first, she believes she is imagining things, and not so convinced anymore, she starts to do research on the house and finds out that the girl in the mirror is actually the vision of a girl who committed suicide in the house nearly fifty years ago. But the parents of the girl, don’t believe that their beautiful, lively girl would ever have a reason to commit suicide and believe she was actually murdered, but since they are no longer alive, Annabel cannot question them and so her curiosity leads her to question other people in the town about what they might know about the house and the girl.
There are quite a bit of twist and turns in this book, and each time I thought I had it figured out I was wrong. The ending will have you thinking for a long time, and like the ending to Poe’s masterpiece, “The moon never rises but I feel the bright eyes of Annabel Lee.”