Welp, I’m lagging to posting books I finished two months ago. And yes this is also a book pulled from the Best of 2017 lists. Other than that, had no idea what I was getting myself into. But I was yanked in hard with the opening chapter.
One of the things I appreciate about literary fiction, if written well, is that I feel like it helps me identify with people who have a very different life experience than mine. That’s the case here. Hard to read at times, but of course that’s also an invitation to identify with and root for the characters.