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   "Alfred, sweetie, who are you talking to?" Alice quietly called from the doorway where she was standing, seeing her son sitting in front of a mirror. She had come upstairs when she heard him talking loudly, knowing no one was in the house except for her right now. Her husband was at work, and wouldn't be back until later that evening.   "I'm talking to Mattie. We're gonna play a game!" The seven year old child smiled wide, and his mother felt her heart break.   She had told him many times that his brother was gone. Each time Alfred denied it, saying Matthew was still alive, but he was trapped in a mirror. And that one day Alfred would s