This book provides an entertaining story perfect for whiling away an afternoon, but it's nothing to write home about. I enjoyed the suspense of not knowing for certain until the end whether Peter had truly gone mad or if he actually possessed the gift. The hints of the supernatural were amusing and added to the intrigue.

However, the exposition at the end, presented through Leo's letter, was excessively long and poorly timed, as by that point, I no longer cared about his and Marie's backstory. Despite this, the overall narrative is well-rounded, and the use of Chekov's septic tank was hilarious.