There were twelve of them—and they were all distinct personalities. Butter Crashey was the patriarch of the twelves, and he was 140 years old. Crackey was only five, and Gravey was grave and melancholy. There was the Duke of Wellington, a most dignified fellow, and Stumps, whose history was "long, complicated and shrouded in mystery."
Max loved all twelve wooden soldiers, and he longed to share his secret about them. They were alive!
Max finally shares his secret with his sister and later his older brother. They learn that historians are searching for the wooden soldiers that once belonged to the famous Bronte children. Could The Twelves be those same soldiers? And how can Max help them on their determined journey to their former home?
The Return of the Twelves is a wonderful story; full of humor and excitement, and that extra quality of imagination which makes this book so outstanding.
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