I started out really disliking this book and by the end, I liked that I started out disliking it, because that was exactly what was supposed to happen.  This is the kind of book where if you think that all of the plot twists are done, there’s probably two more left.  Fredrik Backman has such a unique writing style - winsome & sarcastic, sincere & irreverent.  I was also pleasantly surprised with how Backman dealt with heavy and relevant social topics - in my opinion, it was a textbook example of how to bring depth to your characters and contribute to a meaningful conversation on the topic without preaching or soap-boxing.   His characters could be slightly misogynistic and also loving, slightly racist and also well-meaning, and classist but also capable of great depth.  This book had several of the makings of some of my favorite books, but at the end of the day, the most special part about this book was the limited cast of imperfect characters that chose love in the end. Also the first time I can remember reading a book with a character named Estelle, and she didn’t disappoint.