Back in her room, Caroline paced back and forth, trying to come up with a way to get the hair she needed from Eloise. She realized she didn’t even know how to find her. Eloise had always come to her. In her sullen state, Caroline had never thought to ask her where her own room was or what she did with herself in her free time—assuming she had any. Suddenly, an idea came to mind, and she clapped her hands excitedly, wondering why she hadn’t thought of it sooner. Rushing over to the ...