I believe a dime can derail a freight train. I believe there are alligators in the New York City sewer system, not to mention rats as big as Shetland ponies. I believe that you can tear off someone’s shadow with a steel tent-peg. I believe that there really is a Santa Claus, and that all those red-suited guys you see at Christmastime really are his helpers. I believe there is an unseen world all around us. I believe that tennis balls are full of poison gas, and if you cut one in two and breathe what comes out, it’ll kill you. Most of all, I do believe in spooks, I do believe in spooks, I do believe in spooks.

I want to be first. I know that’s selfish, and maybe unattainable, and maybe shallow. But I just want to come first with someone. If that’s wrong of me, so be it. I’ll be wrong. But that’s the way I feel.