I loved this book. I found the writing to be a bit dry, but the story to be AMAZING. When I first read a review about it, i thought "that sounds dull" but the title sounds so catchy (and let's face it, fiction-y) that i kept forgetting I thought it sounded dull when I would see the title. 
 But let's face it, a book about a strain of cells used in medical research doesn't sound interesting. But the story of where those cells came from is kind of filled with drama and intrique. I spent the whole book being annoyed with the Lacks' family for not just getting over it and being thankful that their mother's cells had been instrumental in curing so many diseases, and feeling angry with the medical community for making all this money off of a woman's cells she and her uneducated family clearly didn't/couldn't understand what they were doing. It was a strange, uncomfortable, and eye-opening way to feel.