There's something so heartwarming and true regarding the dynamic between Maggie and her father, Mo.Įven the crankiness of Eleanor as she begrudgingly takes in Maggie is enough to set my eyes alight as I read, and reread this book. Even after all these years, as soon as I read this book, I check the garden for fairies and glassmen. There is something inexplicable about the way Funke weaves magic into her novel.
but to actually become one? That will take pure bravery and nerves of steel. She's read countless stories of heroines. When a mysterious man from Mo's past shows up on their doorstep, he packs up all of their things and whisks Maggie away to to her Aunt Elinor's house.Īnd, despite all their efforts, evil is circling ever closer to their little family and Maggie is at a complete loss at what to do. Mo works as a book binder/restorer and Meggie is a full-time reader - she reads every single moment she's not in school. They're two peas in a pod, they're a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, they're ice cream and sprinkles.
Magic, this book is pure unadulterated magic. Books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside them.
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