Nothing will remind you how bad your wannabe Irish accent is like a big ol' Irish novel. Seriously, my internal reading voice kept attempting an Irish accent throughout this book, and I'd be embarrassed for anyone outside my head to hear it. 
 Getting on with it! 
 Sweeping seventy years from 1945, John Boyne's new novel is at times devastating and endearing and funny. The Heart's Invisible Furies is quickly readable and well-plotted, jumping from one captivating scene to another. I particularly love what the story says about families and found families, as well as welcome inspections of gender, religion, and sexuality in Ireland (up to the time around their vote on same-sex marriage). This book is going to stay with me for a while, and I recommend it for you, too. 
 Thank you so very much to Hogarth Books for sending me this finished copy. I loved it. 
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