And all the stories had, somewhere, the witch. The wicked old witch.
And Tiffany had thought: Where's the evidence?

“What sort of person," said Salzella patiently, "sits down and writes a maniacal…”

“Just because you can explain it doesn't mean it's not still a miracle.”

“She waited with Billy Slick while Carrot went on the errand, and for something …”

“Humans need fantasy to be human. To be the place where the falling angel meets …”