Prologue

When I was a child my mother read to me every night before bed, most often from a tattered book of Grimm’s Fairy Tales. I loved the stories and listened intently as she read. I pretended I was a princess from a faraway land, a strong woman with an entire kingdom at my beck and call. Imagine my surprise when I discovered the line between reality and fantasy was squiggly. Not the craziest thing to happen in my life but shocking, nonetheless.

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