To Shanti Irene Gylseth, for lynx advice. To Ina Vassbotten Steinman, for small seeds sown. To Peter Brown, for support and friendship. To Kjeld Hendrik Helland-Hansen and Thomas Ingebrigtsen-Lem, my favorite oddballs.
To everyone who went on a trip with Lin and Rufus and didn’t want it to end. To librarians, booksellers, teachers, publishers, bloggers, and everyone who puts books into the hands of readers.
To my fierce little wolf pack, Magnus and Martine, for sharing me with Niklas. To my mother, Unni Ohrvik Almhjell, always. To Madeleine Ryan and Viral Shah, for belonging.
To everyone whose roots stick into the ground below the elm tree on my grandmother’s farm. Especially Laila Almhjell, animal whisperer and hero, and Erik and Ivar Almhjell, rascal princes both.
To the beautiful Stine Galtung, whose clever fingers inspired Castine. We’ll keep dancing.
To the ferrets of Wild Rumpus in Minneapolis, who absolutely don’t know how to sneak.
And last but not least, to Pims, Balthasar, Puskas, Mario, Sputnik, Melinda, Ella, and all you other cats in my life. If I could see you now, I’d squint and look away.
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