THE DAY I FELL INTO A FAIRY TALE

Nine-year-old Lana is bored; her 12-year-old brother, Harrison, once a constant playmate, is busy studying.

The best Lana’s mother can come up with is visiting Grimm’s, the new supermarket in their quiet English village. Inside, they encounter amazing deals and one curious employee—a short, beady-eyed old man. He tries to stop Lana from taking home a book of “proper fairy tales,” which he insists are too frightening. Lana’s mother buys it anyway, and at bedtime, she starts reading Lana “Sleeping Beauty.” The next morning, the book is missing. Lana, desperate to read more, returns to Grimm’s. The odd little man shoves her into a tub of sweets, and she falls down a chute into the world of fairy tales. Lana hops through portals into different stories, where she helps the protagonists. Eventually, Harrison joins her, and fortunately, his studious ways come in handy. Given the endless appetite for fairy-tale adventures, fans of series such as Tae Keller’s Mihi Ever After will enjoy this tale. Readers who delight in shivery scares will appreciate the pushback against sanitized literature for kids. The framing of the original, bloodthirsty versions includes subtle and valuable mentions of power imbalances and consent (as the prince says, in response to the suggestion of waking Briar Rose with a kiss, “No, I don’t think that’s right. Not without asking first. And I can’t ask because she’s asleep…”). Charming illustrations support the text. Characters are minimally described and racially ambiguous.

Entertaining fairy-tale fun.