This charming little book consists of sweet, short, simple stories. My favourites were Morris Winthrop and Opposite Directions. In the former, a tabloid reporter watches a fashion event unfold with obvious disdain in a hilarious parody on celebrity and status. In the latter, men ride around in a minibus fervently discussing their route, their better alternatives, their inept driver. It is, again, a funny little jaunt that reminds me a bit of Doerr’s July Fourth. While there is no deep dive into the human condition, it is a short collection that makes for a very entertaining afternoon or before-bedtime read.
* I received a free copy of the book in exchange for an honest review. *