This afternoon in the living room of the little farm on Willow Road, Aunt Mary paused with a dust cloth in her hand, smiled happily as the pleasant sound of laughter drifted down to her. Upstairs in Peggy's room, Peggy and Lisa sat near the window talking cheerfully while they worked on a new dress which Lisa had offered to design for her new friend. Neither of the two women were aware that they were both a victim of Kitt Mead's selfish scheming...