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When the past and future start mixing with the present, Sabrina and Daphne have their first case to tackle solouwith a little help from the troublemaker Puck. The girls suspect that a rash of magical thefts may be at the root of the problem, but with Mayor Hearts outrageous taxes to pay and Mr. Caniss continuing transformation into the Big Bad Wolf, the Grimms have a lot to worry about and not a lot of time to waste. Can Sabrina and Daphne solve the crime and change the future for the better?Fans devour this clever series, which becomes more intriguing with each new book. A Today Show Al Rokers Book Club for Kids pick!

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Publié par	ABRAMS BOOKS
Date de parution	22 avril 2011
Nombre de lectures	1
EAN13	9781613120347
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	2 Mo

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Today Show Kids Book Club Pick New York Times Bestseller Book Sense Pick Oppenheim Toy Portfolio Platinum Award Kirkus Reviews Best Fantasy Book A Real Simple magazine Must-Have New York Public Library 100 Titles for Reading and Sharing Selection
Why didn t I think of The Sisters Grimm ?
What a great concept! -Jane Yolen

A very fun series . . . - Chicago Parent
The twists and turns of the plot, the clever humor, and the behind-the-scenes glimpses of Everafters we think we know will appeal to many readers. - Kliatt , starred review
ALSO BY MICHAEL BUCKLEY :

In the Sisters Grimm series:
BOOK ONE: THE FAIRY-TALE DETECTIVES
BOOK TWO: THE UNUSUAL SUSPECTS
BOOK THREE: THE PROBLEM CHILD
BOOK FOUR: ONCE UPON A CRIME
BOOK FIVE: MAGIC AND OTHER MISDEMEANORS
BOOK SIX: TALES FROM THE HOOD
BOOK SEVEN: THE EVERAFTER WAR
BOOK EIGHT: THE INSIDE STORY

In the NERDS series:

BOOK ONE: NATIONAL ESPIONAGE, RESCUE, AND DEFENSE SOCIETY
BOOK TWO: M IS FOR MAMA S BOY

PUBLISHER S NOTE: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
The Library of Congress has cataloged the hardcover edition as follows: Buckley, Michael. Magic and other misdemeanors / by Michael Buckley. p. cm.-(Sisters Grimm ; bk. 5) Summary: Fairy-tale detectives Sabrina and Daphne Grimm face their first case without Granny Relda s help when the future gets mixed up with the past in Ferryport Landing, and because some of the future does not look bright, Puck helps them try to make some changes. ISBN 978-0-8109-9358-7 (alk. paper) [1. Time-Fiction. 2. Characters in literature-Fiction. 3. Sisters-Fiction. 4. Grandmothers-Fiction. 5. Mystery and detective stories.] I. Title. PZ7.B882323Mag 2007
[Fic]-dc22 2007029429 Paperback ISBN 978-0-8109-7263-6
Originally published in hardcover by Amulet Books in 2007 Copyright 2007 Michael Buckley Illustrations copyright 2007 Peter Ferguson Excerpt of Tales from the Hood 2008 Michael Buckley
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For Alison. You put a spell on me .
A CKNOWLEDGMENTS
Many thanks to my editor, Susan Van Metre, whose insight and hard work continues to make this a great series. Special thanks to Maggie Lehrman for her careful editing and extraordinary ideas; Jason Wells at Amulet for making me famous and keeping me on time; my wife and literary agent, Alison Fargis, who s willing to be the bad guy when I m too much of a coward. A big thanks to Joe Deasy, who continues to read these stories over and over and give me great advice. Thanks to my Pacific Northwest cheerleader, Stefanie Frank, as well as Ms. Mock and her class at Hammond Hill Elementary. Big shout-outs to Mark Rifkin and Ellen Scordato for their many big shout-outs. And a very special thank you to Donald Scherschligt and his wonderful family. I eagerly await Donald s first novel and the day I can say, I knew him when.

P UCK FLAPPED HIS WINGS HARD , but nothing he did could stop his body from being pulled toward the black, gaping hole that hovered above him. He looked like a worm struggling to avoid the hungry jaws of a catfish .
Hello! We ve got a problem, he cried as he flailed in midair .
Sabrina did the only thing she could think to do. She grabbed Puck s foot as he sailed past, hoping that their combined weight would stop his drift. Unfortunately she, too, was jerked off the ground. She cried out, but her grandmother, uncle, and Mr. Canis were too far away to reach her. Only Sabrina s sister, Daphne, was nearby. The little girl latched onto Sabrina s pant leg and was yanked off the ground as well. Now all three of them were caught in the hole s swirling gravitational pull .
Puck s face passed through the black hole and his head disappeared. His upper torso and arms followed, then his waist, and finally his knees. All that was left in this world of the boy fairy were his sneakers. Sabrina clung to them with all her strength, attempting to defy the impossible force .
We re losing him, Daphne cried desperately .
Puck, you have to fight it! Sabrina shouted .
But her own words sounded laughable in Sabrina s ears. How could he fight something with such a powerful hunger? What could any of them do to stop themselves, and soon the rest of the world, from being sucked into nothingness ?
Puck s shoes disappeared into the hole, though Sabrina could still feel them. She knew if she let go he would be gone forever, but she had problems of her own. The hole was starting to swallow her up. Both her arms sunk into the empty, dark pool. She took a deep breath and said a final silent prayer for her soul, hoping that God would find her on the other side, wherever that might be .
And then the hole quadrupled in size .
m sure this could be seen as child abuse, Sabrina groaned as she pulled a pillow over her head. She wondered how many children had grandmothers who woke them up by standing over their beds banging a metal pot with a spoon. She peeked out at the old woman. Granny Relda looked like a member of the world s most annoying marching band.
Up and at em! Granny cried as she continued her obnoxious drumming. Granny Relda was fully dressed, wearing a bulky coat, mittens, a scarf, and boots. She might have looked as if she were going whale hunting if not for her bright pink hat with the sunflower appliqu in its center.
I m up, Sabrina said.
Sorry, liebling , Granny replied in her light German accent. But this is the only way to wake your sister.
Sabrina rolled over and eyed her seven-year-old sister, Daphne. The two of them had shared a bed for some time now and she was well aware of how soundly Daphne slept. The little girl could doze through a class-five hurricane, so Granny had resorted to finding the loudest, most ear-shattering methods to rouse the little girl. In an effort to save her own eardrums, Sabrina vigorously shook her little sister until Daphne s eyes opened.
Whazzamattawitalllthebangin? she grumbled.
It s time to start the day, Granny said, finally setting down her pot and spoon. We ve got to get in a little escape training before everyone arrives.
Both the girls groaned.
Granny, we hate escape training. We re no good at it, Daphne complained.
Nonsense, the old woman said, helping the girls out of bed. You re both very good at it.
Then how come we ve never escaped? Sabrina grumbled.
Granny did her best to hide her smile. Get dressed, girls. Like I said, we have a big day and there is no time for dillydallying.
What do we wear? Sabrina said, crossing the room and opening the closet door.
Dress warmly, Granny said as she left the room. Dress very, very warmly.
The girls dressed as quickly as their tired bodies would allow. They had come to understand their grandmother and knew to prepare accordingly. If she said to dress lightly, that meant shorts and T-shirts. If she said bring a towel, that meant bring a dozen. If she said dress warmly, that meant two pairs of long-johns, four pairs of socks, heavy blue jeans, boots, two sweaters, scarves, mittens, and a down coat. Very, very warmly might well mean bringing along a portable space heater. Sabrina added a little wooden sword to her ensemble, shoving it into her coat pocket.
What s that for? Daphne asked, eyeing the weapon.
You never know, Sabrina said, and she and Daphne went to join Granny Relda.
The old house was a museum of memories. Every wall was decorated with photographs from Granny Relda and Grandpa Basil s months of honeymoon adventures. Sabrina saw a picture of the two of them holding an enormous fish near an icy river, another of them white-water rafting, and still another posing in what appeared to be Red Square. There were many more photos of the girls and their father and mother. There was even one wall dedicated to the family dog, Elvis.
Their uncle Jake stepped out of the bathroom as they went down the hallway. He was a handsome blond man, a bit on the lanky side, with a crooked nose he had gotten in a fistfight. He was still in his pajamas and had a toothbrush in his mouth.
Good luck, he said, giving them a thumbs-up gesture.
Easy for you to say, Sabrina mumbled. You don t have to spend your mornings running from a certifiable psychopath.
You say it like it s not going to be any fun, Uncle Jake said with a grin.
Granny met them at a door at the end of the hall. She reached into her ever-present handbag and took out a giant key ring. There must have been a hundred keys-made of gold, silver, crystal, brass-on the ring. There was even a skeleton key that looked as if it had been made from a real skeleton. Granny sorted through the keys, found the one she wanted, and then inserted it into the door. When it was open, she escorted the girls inside. There, Sabrina found herself in a spare bedroom with an ornate, full-length mirror hanging on the wall and a queen-size bed in the middle of the room. On the bed were her parents, Henry and Veronica Grimm. They were sound asleep, as they had been for the last several months.
Go on, girls, Granny said, nudging them forward.
Sabrina and Daphne walked up to the mirror. Daphne reached out to touch its s