ALT To the memory of Hind Rajab and all the thousands of anonymous children who died in the Gaza extermination camp and those who remain under the rubble.

ALT One of these stories is for E. One is for F, one is for R, one is for L, and one is for X.

ALT To Mrs. Butterfly and Ms. Little Butterfly

ALT For my sisters, all my sisters

ALT For all my fellow adjectives... keep modifying those nouns.

ALT For my mother, father and sister, who remaind faithfully with me in encouragement and understanding. For Stanley, at last, who lifed me from earth into air.

ALT For Hannah, with love, and for all the outcasts, here's to tomorrow

ALT For Su, my mother, and for Beryl, my grandmother, and for my kids, who will climb mountains because of them. And for Jonny. This one doesn't count, and I know it.

ALT For my twin, six years younger

ALT To my country. To everyone who's different. To all the people who said "yes."

ALT For the animals, especially the human animal I married, Scott

ALT For my graduate students, past and present

ALT This book is lovingly dedicated to our three wonderful childre, Greg, Lisa, and Beau. And to all the children of the world whose health we have an obligation to insure.

ALT To my grandfather, who laughed and cried to the stories of 三国演义. I wish I could tell you—I love them too. 致我的外公: 我多想告诉您，曾经让您热泪盈眶的《三国演义》里的每个故事，如今也一样触动着我。

ALT To the platonic loves of my life

ALT To everyone who believes the difficult issues in life are worth talking about

ALT To all the gods I cannot please.

ALT I would like to thank my dear Ayşe, Nadire, Necmiye, Zeynep, Zehra and Handan, who gave me the courage to write this book, and did everything in their power to help me persevere, casting aside any excuse I made to shirk from the task; if it hadn't been for you, this book would never have come into being. I am so fortunate to know you, and to have you as my friends.

ALT To all the fans who've written me about this series. Thanks for telling me what was right, what was wrong, and which bits made you throw the book across the room. (You know who you are.)

ALT For the girls who hide their hearts

ALT In memory of Ste, beloved adopted son whose untimely death created a void no archive can fill