I didn’t think this would be a book for me, but for some reason I wanted to keep reading and reading. Which is strange to me, because I didn’t like any of the characters. Basically this book is just beautiful people with serious mental issues doing a lot of drugs and feeling sorry for themselves. All of them were completely unhinged and in serious need of therapy. So why would I enjoy it? I’ve never read anything quite like this story. Immaculate writing, crisp prose. Very interesting to read from different POV’s. I’ve always loved third person narration, but this is unique. For instance: the first time you notice this as a reader is when we not only hear Cleo and Frank’s thoughts, but also the bodega worker’s. It paints the scene very vividly. 

Okay when I said I didn’t like any of the characters, I lied. I did really enjoy Eleanor and her chapters and was so happy to with the way the story ended. 

Happily surprised by how much I enjoyed this.