No walking in the moonlight, no red shoes, no cats, no candles, no books about magic, no wearing black, and especially no falling in love. The trio grow up with an unusual set of household rules, mandated by their mother, who knows that her children are dangerously unique. THE RULES OF MAGIC follows the lives of the Owens siblings-difficult Franny, thoughtful Jet, and the charismatic, if troubled, Vincent. I was transported to a magical 1960s New York City. But in my head, it was fall-with a cool, crisp breeze and that sense of magic in the air that always permeates the atmosphere during the month of October. It was hot and humid, muggy and miserable outside. I took a taxi from the airport to my hotel, dropped off my luggage, and immediately found a coffee shop a few blocks away so I could finish reading. I started reading it before takeoff and didn’t even realize that two hours had passed until we landed. I packed Alice Hoffman’s THE RULES OF MAGIC on a summer trip to New Orleans, thinking it might be a fun airplane read.
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