Jill Baker was such a pretty little girl, with long honey blond hair And haunting gray-green eyes. Just one look at her angelic features could dispel all the nasty rumors that have been spreading around town. Like the crazy old country doctors story about Jill's mother vanishing right in front of his eyes just seconds after giving birth. Or eight year old Katy's ridiculous statement that cousin Jill could cry emerald green tears. Of course, there were all of the terrible accidents that had begun'to plague the community. The neighborhood boy who fell out of the oak tree, the nurse who stepped in front of a barreling school bus, the teenage soda jerk who stuck his hand in a whirring mix master. But the fact that each victim had previously angered little Jill had to be merely coincidence. After all, such a beautiful child couldn't possibly be capable of such hideous, unnatural evil.