I can't remember what put this book on my TBR list, but since I'd really like to condense that list, I checked it out, thinking something would spark a reminder. Three days later, I'm left feeling somewhat unsatisfied. Why did I want to read this book? It's similar to The Virgin Suicides and I didn't particularly like that book. I feel this is one of those books where you either love it or don't. I'm just grateful it's a quick read. It made it easy to push myself to the end. I suppose it serves as a reminder see that you never know what people are thinking or what they'll do.