It was a little wooden house with little wooden figures. A family of six - a man, a woman and four pretty little girls. They were hand carved long ago by a loving father. Years later, another loving father found the little house on a shelf in an antique shop. The perfect birthday present for his daughter.

Mary Beth and her cousin Lissy cleaned and rearranged and cared for the little house. Until one of them stopped eating, grew silent.

When darkness fell, the little house glowed, voices whispered - voices only a little girl could hear...