For Wicca, a German shepherd; Jochen, a neighbor; Tom and Polly, grocery store clerks; Mario, an elevator man; some of my schoolteachers, but not all of them; and the Mother of Eleven.

And for Jeff, who, in case you were wondering, has a direct line now to the surf gods.

Many thanks to Judy Heiblum for being relentless, Eli Horowitz for being a real editor, and Nicole Bettauer for being a believer.