Isabelle stood apart and hugged herself to keep warm from the cold. “How are you going to help us?” She stayed close to Phoebe.
Father Karl held up his hand to silence her. “I will show you where you need to go. Come.” He walked over to a corner of the room and pulled away a tapestry covering the wall. Behind the large rug, a floor to ceiling mirror had been fitted into the wall.
Phoebe rushed over and stood before it. Clouds swirled within the mirror and an eerie light shone out to light the room. Father Karl stood behind Phoebe and put his hands on her shoulders. She glanced up at him and asked, “Can you find my mother and show her to me?”
“Yes, I can.” He smiled at her and touched the mirror. The light increased in intensity and the clouds began to swirl.
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