In 1945, in a small Ohio town, parents whispered about Martha Simmons —a woman who promised she could fix any troubled child for $1,000. There were no ads, no letters, no phone listings. Just rumors that her clients always came back smiling. The Davies family called her after their son Josh was expelled again for setting fires. Martha arrived that night, carrying a small leather case. “Some children,” she said, “just need help remembering who they’re supposed to be.” She spent exactly one hour in his room. No noise. No screams. Only silence. When she left, she looked pale. The next morning, Josh was different. Polite. Perfect. Empty. And soon, other children in the neighborhood were the same. One night, a neighbor heard whispering and looked over the fence. Dozens of barefoot children stood in Martha’s yard, staring at the house. When he called out, every head turned at once. Their eyes glowed in the porch light. Behind them, a woman stood in the dark. When police arrived, the house was silent—and what they found inside made them forget every question but one: Who taught them to be like this?
