Rapunzel's Story:

My earliest memory is of playing in the dust with the little boy who lived next door. He had brought his toy horses through a missing board in the fence and we had made roads for them to travel in the warm, dry dust that covered the flagstones. The invisible riders of the horses fought all kinds of improbable and invisible enemies. They always won and were always given the princess's hand in marriage. Even at my young age I thought that this was ...