Flanna sat cross-legged on Penny’s bed, gazing into the Conjuring Glass in absolute absorption. She’d started with the first and oldest photograph in Penny’s picture book: a black and white photo peopled by two rows of young girls, and behind them an old woman and two younger women. She learned more from the inscription on the back of the photo, Clover Hill Home for Girls - 1938, than she did from the participants when she watched them lining up for the captured moment in time inside the magic glass. The only thing to interest her happened as the children were dispersing.
The old woman sent one of her helpers back to the house, the very house she now sat in from the look of it—a quick consultation of Penny’s memories confirmed the suspicion—with most of the children. Others she called bac
