Chapter 2
New Year's Eve 1927 in St. Paul was cold. Deadly cold. But at least the sky was clear, there was no wind, and while there was snow on the ground, none of it was blowing down from the sky.
I could live with that.
"Let's get inside the school first," I said, hustling Sophie and Brianna up the back steps as quickly as I could given the fact that the steps were icy and we were all wearing party shoes and not our usual winter boots.
"Why?" Sophie asked.
"We said we'd be careful," I said. "We need to take a look around before we go to that party, and I'd rather do that indoors."
"Good idea," Brianna said. We went through the solarium and past the kitchen to the dining room, mainly because the bay window there had a view of the house next door, all lit up for the party. Not that I
