A Spot of Bother

I finished "A Spot of Bother" by Mark Haddon last night. He's quickly becoming one of my favorite authors.

He has this genius of showing profound emotion without being sentimental. I can't tell you how much I appreciate that.

But there was one moment when he went sentimental. However, he was fully aware he was going down that road and he made sure that you knew that he knew. Because, let's face it, sometimes things go all sentimental.

"Jamie was running. Or walking really fast at any rate. And even as he was doing it Jamie could see that it was a tacky soap-opera moment, but he didn't care and he could feel his heart welling up in his chest."

And, yes, the book had a happy ending. A ragged, messy and somewhat bloody, happy ending. It was fabulous.