Five Ways the Mirror Could Have Gotten Broken

*****NUMBER FIVE*****

"I'll take that one," Benjamin Barker pointed to a mirror at the back of the display.

"But I was just about to throw that one out," the shop owner protested.

"I said, I'll take that one," Barker growled and pointed again, infuriated by the shop owner's resistance to sell the mirror he was going to throw out.

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"Here," Barker put the mirror up in the corner of the room and removed the sheet.

"But it's broken!" Lucy exclaimed.

*****NUMBER FOUR*****

"Do it again!" Richard yelled, spit flying.

"No! It looks fine and it's exactly what you asked for!" Benjamin screamed back.

Rickard didn't answer. He just grabbed one of Barker's razors and threw it at the mirror.

It cracked, but no shards fell to the floor.

"Get out!" Benjamin ordered, motioning at the door.

*****NUMBER THREE*****

"Lucy, how could you leave me for him?!" Benjamin pleaded, on his knees, the tears falling freely down his face.

"You have anger issues!" Lucy screamed, holding Johanna closer to her.

She slammed the door in Barker's face and didn't look back.

Barker fell to the floor and sobbed till he had no tears left.

He rose, grabbed his cast-iron tea kettle, and threw it at the mirror. Surprisingly, it only cracked, it didn't shatter.

*****NUMBER TWO*****

"No, no, Johanna, sweetie, be careful over there," Lucy warned her daughter as she played by the mirror leaned in the corner.

Lucy turned her back for three seconds and suddenly heard a crash.

"Johanna!" Lucy gasped. Johanna wailed as the glass cracked above her.

Lucy rushed to her daughter and gathered her in her arms.

*****NUMBER ONE*****

As Sweeney Todd sat in a jail, locked away from the world, the mirror sat, staring at nothing.

As Johanna grew into a lovely young woman, the mirror grew sad of staring at nothing.

As Lucy's mind and body rotted on the streets, the mirror rotted in the corner.

As Mrs. Lovett developed her shop, the mirror developed a new way of seeing.

Mrs. Lovett would go up to Sweeney's old shop once a year, on the anniversary of the day he was taken away. She slowly watched the mirror crack over the fifteen long years that he was locked away.