Grace in the Mirror (Fairy Tale Found Book 1) by Kristy Tate

Author:Kristy Tate [Tate, Kristy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-19T05:00:00+00:00

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“What are you doing?” Grandpa Hank asked the next morning.

Grace had her microscope set up on the kitchen table with the napkin from the party underneath the lens. She didn’t really know what she was looking for, nor did she know why Charmant wanted to poison her—or if that was even his intent. But just having her microscope out of its case made her feel like herself again.

“Have you ever seen paper under a microscope, Grandpa?” Grace asked him. “It’s pretty cool.”

He grunted and returned to his crossword puzzle.

Grace focused the lens.

“Where’d you get the napkin?” Grandma Dorothy asked.

“From the party I went to last night,” Grace told her without looking up.

“Paper napkins are a waste,” she said.

“I know, Grandma,” she answered without lifting her head.

“That’s why we always use linen,” Grandma said.

Grace thought about explaining to her grandmother that linen napkins weren’t necessarily better for the environment because they needed to be washed in water and soap, but decided it wasn’t worth it to argue with someone who was known to fish “gently used” paper napkins out of McDonald’s trash cans and rinse out used sandwich baggies.

“Is that contraption your dad’s?” Grandma Dorothy asked.

“Nope, it’s mine.” Pride tinged her voice. It was one of her dad’s castoffs, but it was hers now.

“What are you going to do with it?” Grandma Dorothy asked.

“Look at stuff.”

“Why?”

Grace slowly raised her head from her “contraption.” She thought about telling her grandmother how there’s a whole unexplored world visible beneath the microscope—how what we see with our eyes is so very different under scrutiny. She could have told her about the beauty of a sliced apple, or the art of a snowflake, or the intricacy of a blood drop.

But before she could decide where to start, her grandma said, “What’s for breakfast? The kitchen is for food, not fancy toys. If you’re going to be in here, you have to make us something to eat.”

Grace pulled away from her fancy toy, grabbed a box of cereal out of the cupboard, plunked it in front of Grandma Dorothy, gathered up her microscope and left the room.

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On Monday when Grace got to The Lilac Shop, she found a periwinkle blue dress with embroidered yellow flowers on it and a pair of matching silk shoes waiting for her in the dressing room. Her heart stuttered. Did she really want to give up this cushy job that came with dress-up clothes and go back to shoveling stalls at the Wilsons’ dairy?

Grace heard her dad’s voice in her head saying something about honest work and golden handcuffs. She told her dad’s voice to be quiet. If he wanted to have an opinion, he should have stuck around. His voice reminded her that she wasn’t being fair. Skipping out on the reserves wasn’t a choice.

Maybe he didn’t have a choice, but she did.

Grace found Cordelia on a stool behind the cash register. She looked up from her book when Grace walked in.

“I knew that dress would look fabulous on you!”

“How do you do it?” Grace asked her.

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