We open this week in a quaint woodland cottage. Rumpelstiltskin comes bounding through the door, jovial and without his signature limp. He embraces his wife Milah while telling her about getting drafted for the Ogre Wars. He sounds painfully excited and even does a bit of a dance at the opportunity to make up for some cowardly indiscretions his father perpetrated in the past. I grab my TV guide and check to make sure I’m watching the right show because everyone is happy and I am confused. Looking at the joy in this family makes me want to pop a
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