![]() ![]() ![]() She’s huge, like the size of a cantaloupe, and basically the same shape. “But there’s this one white rat that hangs out on the Q sometimes. “Look, it gets really boring down here!” Jane says defensively. And yes, I did fall in love with Jane and her dry humor and general sense of yeah this is weird but I’m just going to roll with whatever is going on until I can’t. How do I even begin to describe this book? Yes, it had a couple slumpy parts in the middle where I was like c’mon pick up the pace, and Jane occasionally got on my nerves with how she was written, but overall this was just perfection. “It’s not haunted but it’s like, not not haunted.” “The hot water takes twenty minutes to get going, but ten if you’re nice.” Soon, August is beginning to believe in magic and learning that you don’t have to be alone. But then she starts working at a 24-hour pancake house, moves in with a group of close-knit weirdos, and sees a girl on the subway who makes her breath caught. Moving to New York City is supposed to be a fresh start, a new chance to get away and get lost from her past-from her mother, a hoarder obsessed with the disappearance of her brother over forty years ago-and from the sense that she’s missing something crucial. Truth is, when you spend your whole life alone, it’s incredibly appealing to move somewhere big enough to get lost in, where being alone looks like a choice.Īugust is 23, cynical and jaded with the world. ![]()
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