Terry tapped his fingers on the table, in tune to the jazzy beat.He loved the music almost as much as he loved his restaurant. The Tail Wind was decorated in a deep and luxurious navy blue with silver accents on everything. The hundred-plus mirrors adorning the walls reflected smiling faces, the glow from chandeliers, and shimmering crystal dancing off of each other. Everywhere you looked something glimmered and dazzled under the lights.Terry sipped his drink while he waited for Mary and Wanda to join him for a quiet family dinner, remembering as a young boy how those many mirrors intrigued him. How could he look into one and see the side of his head in another? Or the back of his head from another one at the same time? The mystery and magic of those mirrors bedazzled him as a child. If his parents couldn’t find him, everyone knew he’d be hiding in the lounge.He chuckled and sipped his drink again. As an adult those mirrors were a great benefit. Nobody would dare stand up and try to surprise him from behind.
