When Tabitha’s mother decided to do something, she did it all the way. It was a trait that Tabitha, who did most things part-way, or in nervous emulation of others, occasionally admired. Not, however, in this instance. Her mother had decided to fall in love, and now, one month later, here she was, in love. Her mother was in love with a man named Rich von Waldingham. They were passionately in love, Tabitha’s mother proclaimed. And yet Tabitha’s mother and Rich von Waldingham had never actually met.