The Sisters Grimm
witch’s silver slippers. She rubbed her tired toes for a moment and then let out a scream that startled Sabrina. “Um, duh,” Daphne said as she picked up the slippers and shook them. “We could use these magic slippers! I don’t know why I didn’t think of it before.” Daphne slipped the shoes back on and scampered to her feet, pulling Sabrina up as well. “I guess I thought they weren’t real ’cause we’re in a book,” Daphne continued. “But this is no ordinary book. The fruit is real and so was the stream. Even the air we’re breathing is real. If all that’s real, couldn’t the shoes be real too?” Sabrina saw her sister’s point. “If Dorothy’s slippers work like they do in the real world, we can use them to teleport to the end of the story. We can skip all the dumb stuff and get right to the door. We could be waiting for Mirror when he and the baby arrive.” “Absolutely not!” the Scarecrow exclaimed as he stumbled over to join them. “That is not what happens!” the Cowardly Lion cried. He was practically sobbing. “Why do you care?” Daphne said. “We’re only skipping some stuff that doesn’t matter.” “Doesn’t matter?” the Tin Man said. “It all matters!” 34