This might be my least favorite book of the year. With it only being August, I can't officially say that yet, but it is definitely my least favorite book I have read thus far in 2020. I enjoyed reading the first 80 or so pages and then I found myself getting bored with the plot. There is a lot of focus on grieving and how people grieve which I have not really encountered before in literature. The Lovely Bones is a depressing story that I forced myself to read because I had a copy in my apartment and so many people champion it as a "modern classic". I definitely didn't enjoy reading this one nor do I understand why it is a popular book. I think I would have enjoyed this title more if it had been condensed into a short story or novella. Unfortunately, I do not think I will be picking up any of Sebold's work in the near or distant future.