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Twelve-year-old Maren loves working in her family’s dream shop. She can hand-craft any dream imaginable: dragonfly wings and tree pollen for flying dreams, goose down and nutmeg for calming dreams, cemetery dirt and spider eggs for nightmares.

The shop has only one rule. Dreams cannot be given to a person without their consent. Break the rule, and you’re banned from the shop for life. Maren has no problem with the rule until her sister Hallie falls in a freak stage accident and ends up in a coma. Maren’s certain she can cure Hallie with a few well-chosen dreams, but her great-grandmother forbids it. Maren wants to obey, but she can’t stand watching Hallie lie like a doll in that hospital bed. Figuring nobody will find out, she slips her sister a flying dream.

When Hallie smiles and laughs for a few seconds, Maren is convinced her cure is working. She just needs to keep sneaking her dreams. But a strange new customer from the shop has been following Maren, and she’s laid the perfect trap to blackmail her into creating nightmares for some secret plot. As she gets more tangled up in the evil scheme, Maren must decide whether to protect her family or protect unknown dreamers from her family’s magic.



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When Eli was six years old, she was a happy Norwegian girl living on the Arctic archipelago of Svalbard. Then one winter night, her mother took her out onto a frozen fjord, called down the Northern Lights, and disappeared into the sky. Everybody says it couldn’t possibly have happened that way, but Eli knows it did. She remembers the stories that used to creep out of her mother’s books, the magic the two of them shared and hid from the world. The way it slowly consumed her mother and ripped her away.

Now Eli’s sixteen, a sad, almost-American girl living on Cape Cod with her dad. One morning she finds a note tucked under a bush in her yard. Your mother is close, it says in Norwegian. Call her. Eli doesn’t understand what it means until that night, when the Northern Lights appear in the sky. She calls out to the lights, and a few hours later, her mother appears. Eli’s so thrilled to see her that she can almost ignore the fact that her mother smells like burnt matches and has ice for fingernails.

But she can’t ignore the magic that’s seeping back into her life — the narwhals mysteriously appearing in Cape Cod Bay, the electronics shorting out in her house, the tiny meteorites landing in her yard. The three silent girls in long cloaks who follow her everywhere. When the narwhals strand themselves on a beach and one dies, Eli tells her mother she has to make it stop. As abruptly as she appeared, her mother disappears. Eli’s devastated. Until she finds a note tucked in her coat pocket:

Find me where I left you.