There was something definitely odd about Lillian’s new Stepmother.

To start with she was acquiring jewellery at an alarming rate. Valuable, costume, antique or toy, every corner of the house seemed to be stuffed with it.

Then there was the whistling and singing. Never had Lillian known someone make so much musical noise! And it became odder still when an unsettling number of birds began peering in at her through the windows.

Then one day the mist began to rise, and shiny black feathers started to appear...