By Anne Ursu
The winner of various awards and recipient of 4 starred stories, Anne Ursu's Breadcrumbs is a beautiful and heartbreaking tale of turning out to be up, wrapped in a modern day fairy tale.
Once upon a time, Hazel and Jack have been most sensible associates. yet that used to be prior to he stopped speaking to her and disappeared right into a wooded area with a mysterious lady made up of ice. Now it truly is as much as Hazel to head in after him. encouraged by means of Hans Christian Andersen's "The Snow Queen," Breadcrumbs is a stunningly unique fairy story of modern day the US, a stunning ode to the facility of myth, and a heartbreaking meditation on how starting to be up is as a lot a call because it is whatever that occurs to us.
In Breadcrumbs, Anne Ursu tells, in her exclusive voice, a narrative that brings jointly fifty years of kid's literature in a story as sleek because it is undying. Hazel's trip to return to phrases together with her evolving friendship with Jack will deeply resonate with younger readers.
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Jack’s heroes were usually muscular, but this one was tall and very thin and wearing an actual suit and tie, like someone you might run into downtown. It was his face where you could see there was something off—the shadows in his cheeks, like he lived on something other than food. And his eyes. Jack had spent a lot of time on his eyes. Hazel could see the life in them, she could see the intelligence behind them, and she knew if you found yourself gazing at these eyes very bad things were going to happen.
A cat,” she said, because that was a normal thing to say. “Really? ” Hazel asked. “Mine is a slug,” said Uncle Martin. ” “Hazel’s adopted,” offered Adelaide. ” Hazel blinked again, and looked from Adelaide to her wizard-school slug-dæmon uncle. It wasn’t the sort of thing people usually came out and said. ” Martin said. “I want to go there someday off my screenwriting riches. ” Hazel bit her lip. She supposed this was the sort of thing people with decorative furniture did. They just said things, because their houses had enough room for all kinds of things, no matter how odd and funny-shaped they were.
They’re jerks. They’re mean to me. ” “Whatever! They’re idiots, Hazel. ” Jack just stared at her, like he did not see the contradiction, like he could not even fathom what it was. “Why don’t you just go hang out with them today then,” Hazel said, crossing her arms. ” “Okay, fine,” Jack said, looking at her like she had a mental disorder. He stared at her a moment, and then turned to walk toward the boys. Hazel stood, the pelletlike snow falling around her, and then, so quickly it was like she had superpowers, she bent down and packed a snowball and hurled it at him.