Lincoln in the Bardo

Perhaps one of my favorite books that I've read in a very, very long time.

The characters are delightful in the same sort of way that peripheral characters are in Twin Peaks, where you just want to keep visiting with them and watching their strange lives unfold.

The tale of Willie and his father was compelling, but the obvious draw was the other characters and them joking around while trying to race away from that sense of dread that has been hanging over them for so long. They know the truth, deep down, they just don't want to face it yet.