A rather large problem has befallen the Huit girls. (Sisters, actually. Octuplets to be exact.) One particular New Year’s Eve, the girls wait for their Mummy to bring them hot chocolate and their Daddy to return with more wood for the fire. But they don’t. You must see the problem here. Eight little girls on their own, no mummy or daddy to take care of them. This is not a good thing. So now these little girls, must take care of themselves. At the same time, the question remains: What happened to Mummy and Daddy? The Sisters Eight (as they are called, affectionately and otherwise) are determined to find out. Luckily, they do seem to have someone or something helping them. Notes keep appearing behind a loose brick in the fireplace. It’s a good old-fashioned mystery with missing (or dead) parents, nosy neighbors, talking refrigerators, and even a little magic. Eight little girls, eight cats, and one big mystery. Rebecca’s the tough one, always chastising the other Eights for not bucking up when trouble arises. But how will she fare when it’s her turn to face her power?