made his way over to the mirror for a better look. The reflection staring back at him made his breath stutter in his throat. How long had it beensince he had seen himself with tanned skin, chocolate brown hair and matching eyes? Over three hundred years. He didn't include when he had seen himself in his memories, that didn't count. Jack was so used to hisethereal appearance that this was something completely alien. The personin the mirror didn't look like him.
Fever, waking up in the Bennett house, similar symptoms, thoughtprocess, the mirror...Gosh, we're on a roll.
"Um..." Jack searched his mind for some form of an answer. "Myparents just died. And I have no relatives, so I have no where to go..."He glanced up to see if she was buying his story. She lookedconvinced enough, so Jack decided not to say any more, in case hesaid something suspicious.
"Oh, it's ok. You can stay with us, if you want..." She paused. "Howold are you?" Jack flinched. Don't say 316, don't say 316...
"I'm 16." Jack said. Not too bad, he thought, only 300 years off.
"Oh, I'm sure you could stay here. We have a spare bed room whichyou can sleep in, and I'm sure we can spare enough... Moneys not anissue."
"Thank you. But, are you sure? I feel like I'm intruding..."
"No, it's fine!" Miss Bennett insisted. "Really! I can't send you backinto the cold."
"Thank you, Miss Bennett."
"Really Jack, it's no problem. Now you get some sleep."
Susan eyed him with concern, taking in his thinness, bare feet, and tattered clothes. "Jack, may I ask how old you are?" He coughed awkwardly. This was usually a question he tried to avoid answering when humans asked. In the end, Jack just decided to be ashonest as he could. "Seventeen. Almost eighteen." Plus three hundred years, give or take, but she didn't need to know that.Susan frowned to herself. He was so young, what was he doing on hisown? Sophie sure wasn't kidding when she said the boy looked homeless,and Susan was really starting to suspect that was the case. Time to get into the awkward questions, then. "I'm sorry to bring this up so soon, but I have to ask what you were doing out there on your own. You're a minor, sowhy weren't you at home where you should have been?" (...)Jack took a deep breath and carefully thought out his answer beforereplying, "My parents, they...died a while ago." Alright, so we're good on