Thank you to Victoria Aveyard, Tamora Pierce, Sarah Rees Brennan, and Kelly Link (again) for being so gererous with your time and mad blurb skills.
Josh Ropiequet, for night drives, fancy dinners, and ten years of friendship. Ten more, please.
Jack Sullivan, who coined the phrase Victorian Cthulu Harry Potter to describe this book.
Ronen Kohn, Zev Valancy, Jessica Puller, Emily Crockett: Thank you for being in my life.
The Forbes-Karols (Robby, Terra, JoJo, Cory) and the Rosenblums (Mike, Alison, Jordan), for love and support.
The Sweet Sixteens and Class of 2K16, thank you for your community. Traci Chee, for bonding over scavenger hunts. Tara Sim, for the transparent heads. Audrey Coulthurst, for crashing that party with me. Gretchen Schreiber, for singing along and bringing me ARCs.
Barnes & Noble at the Grove, for not minding that I was the world’s worst barista. Special thanks to Amanda Santos, who read my query letter in the break room.
Patricia McGahan and Claire Hackett, for giving guidance and teaching lessons.
My parents, Joyce and Chris, and my sister, Meredith: Thank you for loving me, putting up with me, and encouraging me. It means more than you know. The rest of my family, Blanche, Margo, Angelo, Janet. Finally, for Mike Ozarchuk, who didn’t get to see this, but who would have enjoyed the hell out of it. Love you more.