In every book of Wilson’s middle-grade novels that I have read, the most true magic comes not from witches, wizards, dream walkers, or faeries. It comes from the powerful love of family. The characters in these stories are never fighting for themselves or the unknowable big wide world. They are always fighting for their own. In the most noble and heroic ways they are fighting for their siblings, for the parents, for their children, for cousins, and for those they have adopted into their families.