Might as well get the true confessions out of the way up front. I've always loved Rumpelstiltskin – the story, the mystery, the sound of his name, all that gold. It appealed to me as a child and even now as an adult. So I came to Liesl Shurtliff's debut novel with baggage. I approached reading a middle-grade novel based on my favorite Brothers Grimm fairy tale with trepidation. What if it didn't measure up?
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