Twisted and retold fairytales by Jessica Bird
“Aren’t you a teensy bit curious?”
I could hear the smile in Mary Mouse's voice, she always knew the magic words.
It worked. Despite my dread of being alone in a crazy old man’s cluttered home for an hour, I was curious.
And she was right, it was a good story. Perhaps the only story worth telling this week. The paper needed this. And so, I found myself calling on the Hatter, and making my way to his home this morning.