Excerpt
PROLOGUE THE INVISIBLE HAND Behind Your Back You ever stand behind someone and wonder if they’d catch you? I don’t mean in a “hey can you hold my drink” kind of way. I mean the actual trust fall. Where you let yourself tip backward, no flinch, no doubt, no second-guessing— and you hope that the hands waiting behind you don’t flinch either. That’s the test, right? That’s what we call trust. But here’s the catch: The trust fall is too simple. Too clean. Too choreographed. Real trust doesn’t happen in controlled settings. It happens in the wild—when you’re tired, or wet, or off your game. It happens when the dog can’t get up. When you’re holding a hose in the middle of traffic. When you text...