When Michael knocked on Katie’s bedroom door the next morning, the girls were ready and waiting for him.
“Katie?” Michael sounded nervous but resolute.
“Come in!” Katie shouted back. Muffled laughter followed this invitation.
Michael opened her door, stepped inside, and looked around. The girls were nowhere in evidence. “Kat?”
“We’re in here.” Katie’s voice came from the closet door, open only a few inches.
Michael frowned, hesitated, trying to decide if this was a necessary confrontation or if he should just try to forget the weirdness his little sister seemed to be mixed up in. He didn’t notice Penny, hidden behind the door to the hallway. She pushed it closed as he resumed his grim stride to the closet door.
He swung the closet door open, lifted his foot to take his first
