I really enjoyed this read. I don't know why I particularly liked the book, but I suppose it had something to do with the fact that I was really tired when I read the book (read this during the latter portion of Dewey's Readathon in April) or the language was in such a way that honestly I didn't care about what where the book was going or maybe it was both. But I liked the pacing of the book and how one could easily be drawn into the story and not really care to find deeper meaning. I was so entranced with the book that very shortly into the book. I had to basically suspend reality and not try to define what was real and what wasn't, especially since one really can't tell the difference and therefore reality became muddled.