One of the sad things about being an adult is that, when you find a strange portal to another world, it rarely takes you to a glorious adventure where you find a home that fits better than the world where you were born. When you’re an adult, those portals almost always take you to somewhere uncanny and possibly lethal. In spite of this near-truism I’ve just declared, humans just can’t seem to help themselves when we see a door that goes somewhere weird: we have to go through. Even though Kara and Simon know that the odd portal that opens up in the wall of Kara’s uncle’s Wonder Museum will probably take them someplace awful, they just have to explore. The Hollow Places, by the always amazing T. Kingfisher, tells us the story of what happens next...

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