Damn... what the hell happened to me? I picked it up, thought I would read a few pages - after the last book, which I finished yesterday, I wanted to just see how life is going for Miriam Black - and before I knew what was happening I was on page 87.... I read a couple of more pages, then I'm on 202.... then, book over. 
 Then I blinked. 
 Book over? What the hell? How long was I reading? 
 Oh, six hours. That explains it. 
 I've haven't read a book this long in a single setting in a few years. It was literally, unputdownable. I kind of hate Chuck Wendig for that, just a little bit. 
 At least I finally have a chance to go piss.