Josh, the reason I wake up every morning, the reason I write, the reason I love.
Mom, my medical advisor, emotional support, editor extraordinaire, and best friend who I couldn’t have written this book without.
Gary, my guide in everything logical, who never let me have a negative thought about myself or my writing, and the provider of many, many sour candy eating contests.
Dad, the patron of my obsessive reading, the person I get my sense of humor from, and a friend I love dearly.
Maddie, my unofficial locations manager and provider of amazing books that I’d never heard of.
Jared, my wonderful big brother, protector, and the reason I’m so eccentric.
Awilda, the best sister I could ask for, my de-stressor and fellow lover of all things fuzzy and cute.
Rainey, my crazy other half who understands me when I speak in movie quotes.
Jackie, my wonderful (unofficial) editor and fellow author whom I love dearly for never taking anything at face value.
Courtney, my fellow art connoisseur who gave me inspiration for a chronic disguiser.
Lyndsey, who put up with my constantly changing moods and let me be just as weird as I wanted.
Lindsay S, the age consultant and fellow inner child.
My new family, you are all so wonderful, and the fact that you taught me Nerts has changed the way I view controlled chaos forever.
All the YA authors whose endless blogs kept me trudging toward my goal.