They stood in her room. Penny could see the outline of the big mirror under the sheet Katie had thrown over it.
“The House of Mirrors?” Penny could hardly believe what she was hearing. She hadn’t thought much about the place since leaving it to burn the previous fall. She had no idea the place was still around and standing. “You’re sure, Kat?”
“Yeah,” Katie said, amazement clear in her voice. “I think all the mirrors in there were linked to the Conjuring Glass, like ours. I saw what was left of the place through a piece of broken mirror.”
“And Ronan was there?”
“No.” Katie waved an impatient hand, perhaps indicating that Penny should shut up and let her finish. “But I think he was there. I was looking for Ronan, and the Conjuring Glass took me there. I think it’s in the junk
