Fairest of All (Whatever After #1) Read Online Free PDF

stranger is a friend you haven’t met yet,” Snow says, and then gets a sad look in her eyes. “That’s what my father used to say.”
    “We’re harmless,” I promise as I raise my arms to prove I’m weaponless. “We’d never hurt anyone.”
    Snow nods. “They saved me from my stepmother. She came back. She tried to give me a poisoned apple, but they stopped her.”
    “Wow,” says Enid. She runs her hand through her pink hair.
    Frances puts down her cane.
    Tara tugs on her braid.
    Bob tugs on his beard.
    Jon continues to look handsome.
    Alan nods. “I guess we owe you a thank-you.”
    “Thank you,” all the dwarfs say together.
    I flush with pleasure. “No problem.”
    Jonah puffs out his chest. “Anytime.”
    “How about all the time?” Frances grunts. “Whenever we leave her alone, her stepmom does something awful. Do you know how hard it is to find someone to clean and cook? Hey, do you guys need a place to stay, too?”
    “Cool!” Jonah cheers.
    “She’s not just a housekeeper,” Alan says, glaring at Frances. “She’s a little sister.”
    Little? She’s twice the size they are.
    “It’s kind of sad that a princess has to cook and clean,” I say, thinking about the unfairness of it all. “I guess you have nowhere else to go.”
    “I don’t mind,” Snow says. “It gives me something to focus on. Otherwise I’d spend all day thinking about …” Her voice trails off. I know she’s had a hard time lately, what with her stepmom trying to kill her and all, so I don’t ask for more info.
    Poor Snow. I turn to my brother. “Jonah, we can’t stay. We have to go home. When Mom and Dad wake up, they’re going to be worried.” Not that it wouldn’t be cool to hang out in a fairy tale for a while. How many people get to hang out with the real Snow White?
    “But we don’t know how to get home,” Jonah says.
    “We should probably head back to the forest,” I say. “Maybe if we go back to where we started, we’ll figure it out.”
    Problem is, do I remember the way back? I should have left bread crumbs along the path, like Gretel. Hey, I wonder if all the fairy-tale people know each other. “Do you know Gretel?” I ask. “Sister of Hansel?”
    “Who?” they ask.
    “Never mind.” I guess a poor, unwanted girl wouldn’t know a princess.
    “Can you at least stay for dinner?” Snow asks.
    “Yes!” Jonah says. “I’m starving.”
    “I make the decisions around here,” I say. “I’m the older one.” My stomach growls.
    I am kind of hungry. We did do a lot of walking today.
    I’m the older, responsible sibling. It’s my job to make sure we refuel before setting off on another journey.
    Plus, outside there are growling animals.
    And stepmoms who want revenge.
    “All right,” I say. “We can stay.”

i don’t understand,” Stan says, ripping into a piece of stew with his ginormous teeth. “How did you know that the peasant woman was the evil queen in disguise?”
    “Because we know your whole story,” I say. “We’ve read it. It’s called Snow White. ”
    “No,” Jonah says. “It’s called Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. ”
    Enid straightens her pink dress. “That’s us!” she squeals. “The seven dwarfs! We’re famous!”
    “I think the real one, the one written by the Grimm brothers, is just called Snow White .” I turn to the dwarfs. “But you guys are definitely in it.”
    “Do you have any ketchup?” Jonah asks.
    “Is that a type of food?” Snow asks.
    “Yes,” Jonah says. “A delicious kind of food.”
    They shake their heads.
    “Never heard of it,” Snow says.
    “So you’re a fortune-teller?” Bob asks. At least, I think the words came from Bob. I can’t see his lips moving under all that hair.
    “Nope,” I say. “We’re just kids, not fortune-tellers.”
    “We kind of are,” my brother says around his mouthful of stew. “Since we know what’s going to happen.” I’m surprised he’s liking the stew and not hiding