{"product_id":"philippa-fisher-and-the-fairys-promise-isbn-9780763674618","title":"Philippa Fisher and the Fairy's Promise","description":"\u003cb\u003eLiz Kessler’s sparkling series about Philippa Fisher and her spunky fairy godsister.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhen Philippa is magically transported to fairy-godmother headquarters and learns that her mother is in danger, she and Daisy, her fairy godsister, must switch identities to protect her mother. And that’s just the beginning of their adventure! It seems that the portal between humans and fairies is in danger of being severed, and it’s up to Philippa and Daisy to take a fantastic journey to try to keep the link between worlds from closing forever.\u003cb\u003e \u003c\/b\u003echapter one\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDaisy\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI'd been  with  the Admin and  Liaison Department (ALD) for nearly  two  months when the news  hit my screen.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo  be  honest, I almost  missed  it.  Not  because  I wasn't concentrating - although I have to admit, ALD is the  most boring  department in the whole of ATC. (That's Above  the Clouds,  fairy godmother headquarters.) I'd been  put  here after  what happened with  Robyn's  dad  when he  trapped me in a jam jar. My wing still wasn't  back to normal since it had gotten crushed  in the jar. But I was healing and couldn't wait  to get back to doing  real assignments  again.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn the meantime, my job was to cross-reference fairy god- mothers with  their  departments and  match  them  up  with their clients. I could  do it standing on one  wing - provided it wasn't  my bad  one.  So I hardly  even  thought about what I was doing. Punching  in names,  numbers, and  departments didn't  take a lot of concentration.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhich  might  be  why  I almost  missed  it when it came up  on  the  screen. It wasn't one of my  jobs to assign, so I couldn't see the details.  But I saw enough:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eJENNY  FISHER. FGEAGLE5197. SRB.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSRB? No! I must be mistaken.  I shut  the  page  on  my screen and walked  across the office to the Clients file. I tried to saunter as  casually  as  I could  so  no  one  would have any idea what I was doing.  Interfering with   an  assign- ment  from another department is strictly against  Fairy God- mother Code. If I was  caught  doing  it,  I'd be  in  terrible trouble.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLuckily no one looked up.They rarely  did. ALD is generally  quite  a  serious  bunch.There's a reason why  the  fairies here  aren't out  on  normal assignments. Sometimes it's injury-related, like it was for me.  Others are  here  because they're not up to par for any of the \"live\" assignments. Both of which  helped give ALD the nickname Angry, Lonely, and Demoralized.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI grabbed the file of clients' records  and  looked up Jenny Fisher. I checked  all the  details  from  my  screen  against  the ones in the file. It was definitely her. Philippa's mom. I went cold.  Why was she getting  a fairy from  SRB?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI glanced around to  make  sure  no  one   was  watching what I was doing.Then I jotted down all the  details  of the assignment on  the  back of my hand, carefully  replaced the file, shut down my computer - and  ran out  of the office as quickly as I could.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePhilippa\u003cbr\u003e\"Are we almost there?\" I asked for the twenty-fifth time.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eDad gave me the same response he'd  given me twenty-four times already. \"Almost!\" he said, smiling  at me in  the rearview  mirror  and giving Mom a nudge in case she hadn't noticed his funny reply.\u003cbr\u003eI sighed and got back to reading my book.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut then  I noticed something  outside the win- dow. \"Wait!\" I sat up a bit straighter. \"I recognize this road.\" I leaned forward and looked through the front windshield. \"It's the woods!\" I said. \"We are almost there!\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"I told you we were,\" Dad replied.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"To be fair, you also said we were almost there when we hadn't quite reached the end of our street,\" Mom added.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut  we were  this  time.  We  were  on  the  out- skirts of Ravenleigh. I felt a jiggle of excitement go through me. We were nearly at Robyn's house!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eRobyn  and  I  had  met  a few  months  ago when Mom, Dad, and I rented  her family's former  cot- tage for vacation. We'd  kept in touch ever since, and she was one of my best friends now. The other one was Daisy. Daisy had been my fairy godsister (which  is like a fairy godmother,  only one that's the same age as you).\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eRobyn and I had had a rocky start - especially after her dad trapped Daisy in a jam jar and tried to cut off her wings. But once everything  had settled down, he'd completely changed. He was like a dif- ferent  man  and  had  ended  up becoming  friends with  my parents.  So well, in fact, that he'd asked if we'd like to come back to visit over winter break. They'd booked us into the same house we stayed in last time - their old home!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eUnlike  my  other  friend,  Charlotte,  whom  I'd lost touch with since she moved away, Robyn and I had kept in touch since that week, e-mailing and texting  each other virtually every day for the last three months.\u003cbr\u003eWe  drove  up  the  gravelly  driveway  as it  was starting  to get dark. It  was only four o'clock, but the evening was closing in around us already.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Can  I  go over  to  Robyn's?\" I  asked, swinging the car door open the second Dad turned  the engine off.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"I  was  thinking   we  might   at  least  make  it through the front door first,\" Dad replied over his shoulder as he helped Mom out of the car, twirling her around and around.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"But I haven't seen her for ages!\" I said, vaguely wondering  what it would be like to have parents who could go longer than an hour or two without breaking into a dance.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Let's get in and unpack first,\" Mom said, letting go of Dad's hands  and opening the trunk.  \"Then you can run over to tell her we're here.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Great!\"  I grabbed my bag and ran to the door. Minutes later, I'd squashed a week's worth of clothes into drawers, flung a bundle of books and magazines on the bed, and shoved my suitcase underneath.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"See you  later,\"  I  called as I closed the door behind me and ran to Robyn's.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eRobyn and I sat in her room above the bookshop her dad owns and caught up on all our news.","brand":"Candlewick","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46302555996389,"sku":"NP9780763674618","price":7.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780763674618.jpg?v=1767734718","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/philippa-fisher-and-the-fairys-promise-isbn-9780763674618","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}