At the beginning, this kind of reminded me of Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel. The flu wiping everyone out (maybe not necessarily something you'd want to read at the moment, but eh), and little groups of people hunkering down across the US. It has that very post-apocalyptic feel to it, which usually I really love. But, I think you have to be in a certain kind of mood for this book and it just didn't connect with me at the moment.

There are some beautiful lines in here, and overall, the book is really philosophical about life and time and circumstances. However, I didn't really connect with any of the characters. Nico's sections were probably my favorite, and her character really felt the most fleshed out to me. She really is what drove the overall story forward. Maybe I'll try this again another day when I'm in the right mindset and I'll have a better connection to the story.