 I think possibility is what we crave. When my younger kid was in kindergarten, we threw him a birthday party, for which my husband and I worked up a mind-reading act. One of us would say, I'm thinking about a particular kid in this room, and then both of us would have a seemingly random conversation, and the other one of us would guess the name of the kid. We got it right every single time, and the kids shrieked, How did you know? Are you psychic? Was it magic? It was magic, right?