I used my ride to the hospital to muse over my sister’s mysterious directions. I was to find a little girl named Lily, and she would have the answers. What answers? Would I have to ask questions? What was I to ask? Was I supposed to know these things by osmosis or what? I was only human—at the moment, that is. I shrugged as the hospital pulled into view. My sister, being in divine form, must know I would figure it out. It wasn’t like her to send me on a wild goose ...