Breadcrumbs by Anne Ursu

Book Blurb (from Goodreads):
Once upon a time, Hazel and Jack were best friends. They had been best friends since they were six, spending hot Minneapolis summers and cold Minneapolis winters together, dreaming of Hogwarts and Oz, superheroes and baseball. Now that they were eleven, it was weird for a boy and a girl to be best friends. But they couldn't help it - Hazel and Jack fit, in that way you only read about in books. And they didn't fit anywhere else.

And then, one day, it was over. Jack just stopped talking to Hazel. And while her mom tried to tell her that this sometimes happens to boys and girls at this age, Hazel had read enough stories to know that it's never that simple. And it turns out, she was right. Jack's heart had been frozen, and he was taken into the woods by a woman dressed in white to live in a palace made of ice. Now, it's up to Hazel to venture into the woods after him. Hazel finds, however, that these woods are nothing like what she's read about, and the Jack that Hazel went in to save isn't the same Jack that will emerge. Or even the same Hazel.


My Review
It was a poetic and beautiful book. It is kind of depressing if you think about the story. It is also really easy to lose yourself to the character. I find it really brave of Hazel to walk into the enchanted woods in search of her best friend. To be honest, I am not sure if I would be able to plunge myself into the unknown. I liked that Anne Ursu created this story based on the Snow Queen.
Hazel is one of those rare characters, when you think: "Yeah, I totally understand that girl and she doesn't do any stupid things unlike some of my favourite characters." She is really brave, kind, compassionate and she is very gentle.
It was a bit of a childish book with some pictures in it and isn't necessarily something that I would read on a regular basis, but it was worth it and I think that the author did a good job conveying the feelings of the characters. I give this book 4 out of 5 stars.


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