I hate to admit this, but I’ve given up on this book half way through. It’s short (less than 200 pages) but after 100 pages I was still not engaged in the story. I found myself scanning, thoughts drifting, not caring. I’ve heard Wolff say that the short story is his specialty, and I believe that’s true. His memoir, This Boy’s Life, was good enough. But this book did not hold up.