Right book at the right time, at least for me. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
Sure, context matters, and I'd just consumed a strong, nay, jarring dose of contemporary non-fiction that had left me vacillating between despondent and, um, shall we say, far from optimistic and upbeat; ... and my spouse, of many years, who knows me well (duh), had recently told me she thought I'd really like this, and, yup, she was right. While I didn't read it in one sitting, it was darn close.
The hook grabbed me right from the start, the narrator's voice resonated, the momentum sustained itself, and there were just enough (but not too many) characters to care about pretty much all of them, and the ending didn't disappoint (despite my cascading anxieties that I was sure to be disappointed), and a little sniffling/snuffling at the end never hurt anyone.
I concede that, when I first heard about it, I was skeptical and somewhat disinclined, particularly because I'd so much appreciated Interior Chinatown and I feared this might wilt in comparison, but I shouldn't have hesitated. And, yes, that was a lazy case of mental shelving, but I digress.
A fun, fast, gratifying book.