“Hey, Penny?”
Penny heard the voice and recognized it, even in the nearly perfect blankness of her half-sleep, but ignored it. It was a part of some emerging new dream, had to be since Katie wasn’t allowed to visit her house.
“Pssst … are you there?”
If it was an important dream, it would start making sense any time now. No need to worry.
“Hello … hello … helloooooo …”
Penny groaned and rolled onto her side so she could slap the snooze button on her alarm clock. Instead, her hand fell on the mirror next to it, a small oval in a pewter frame.
“I see you,” Katie said, her voice muffled, and began to giggle.
Not the alarm clock, and not a dream, which could mean only one thing. Penny was awake.
She groaned again and closed her fingers around the small mirror. She fought a brief u
