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To Lexa Hillyer for loving me with such compassion. My New York is our life
together, and I’ll treasure it always.
To Lauren Oliver for the revelation(s).
To Emily Heddleson for being the best research assistant (boss) in the biz.

To Morgan Matson, Jen Smith, and Julia Devillers for being such champions
when the road got scary, and for telling me to leap.

To Anna Ravenelle for keeping me in line.
To Melissa Seligmann, who continues to inspire all my stories. You’re it for
me.
To Danielle Kasirer for your forgiveness. I’m so grateful for our story, every

last chapter.
To Jenn Robinson for the warmest hugs and the sharpest bitch slaps. Thank

you (f—you) for setting the bar so goddamn high.
To Seth Dudowsky, because I didn’t know on that one, so I’m saying it here in
this one. The longest phase.

To my parents, who show me over and over again what unconditional love
looks like. Thank you for loving me, all of me, every single day. Blessed doesn’t
even begin to cover it. This is all because of you.

I ended the acknowledgments of my last book, The Dinner List, by saying “to
any woman who has ever felt betrayed by fate or love. Hang in there. This isn’t
the end of your story.” I now want to add: Even after midnight, especially after

midnight. Continue moving toward that which is moving toward you.