Five minutes later, M lifted her head, and caught sight of herself in the left side mirror, which
had been fractured in the crash. Her eye peered back at herself from three different locations,
and even with the misplacement of the nose, her face looked the same as before. It's funny how
three little words could change her life so significantly, and be so invisible on her face.
"I'm marrying Julie" and everything went blank. Until now. A gash on her forehead to remember
this day by. Now, that was appropriate.