"Sister?" Harding asked, looking at the photos from the locket again. The little girl. "What happened to her?" "Car accident, five years ago. Hit and run. Never found the driver. The girl's name was Lily. Mr. Vance said Eleanor was devastated. Never quite got over it. Especially since Lily was the one who drew the little hummingbird on Eleanor's arm, a childish doodle that Eleanor later had tattooed."