Penthea nodded. "My Aunt Prue did. Technically it was a demon that killed her, but the demon got to her because a mortal caught them using their powers on live TV." Granted, it was good for Pen that she died, because otherwise her mom would have never come into her powers and neither would Pen. But it was still sad. "Usually the Elders use some memory dust or the Cleaners come, but this was just too big to cover up that way." Well, the Cleaners could have, but no one wanted that.
"Either one is fine." If there was one thing Penny was not after growing up in her family, it was picky. She just kind of went with the flow of what everyone else wanted. And as a result she was a pretty indecisive person.