The Lighthouse — Millie J. Ragosta

Her father had bought the old family home in Maine for sentimental reasons, but recently-orphaned Ann Henderson was moving there with her five-year-old sister Maggie for practical reasons: it was cheaper than Philadelphia. Her first sight of the pink house by the sea took Ann's breath away -- it was so lovely. But the abandoned lighthouse out on the end of the point sent a chill through her: a child, the daughter of Laura Henderson Stornhoff, Ann's father's cousin, was believed to have fallen from there and drowned -- though actually little Janey's disappearance had never really been explained. Ann looked amazingly like Laura, so Davy Blue, the old caretaker, told her. Perhaps because of this uncanny resemblance, she seemed to sense Laura's presence... Imagination, of course. But one night she dreamt that Laura hovered beside her bed, sad and distressed. She woke to the strong scent of carnations that had been Laura's favorite, and to a voice echoing warningly: "Guard the child!"