(About the rating: This book gets three stars, but the rest of the series is all five stars. I’ll probably review them later, and will address why this one is much lower, but let it be known: these are good books.)
Ever since I found the wonder that was mallworld*, I’ve been really riding on that fantastical hope that mysterious second hand bookstores are going to lead me to obscure and lovable stories. I don’t really think that ideal is true or false right now- it’s just my way of saying I picked this book off the shelf for two bucks and with zero expectations.
It didn’t disappoint, only because there was nothing to be disappointed with.