Annnnnnd Liane Moriarty officially makes it onto the favorites shelf! 
 I am going to process this overnight, and write a proper review tomorrow. Here's a little preview though, because it just shows how much this moved me... 
 My beau came over to my apartment tonight to have dinner, and I just found myself staring at him. I was etching him into my memory; trying to imagine, even for a second, what it would be like to wake up and not have our relationship be what it is today. Imagining how it would feel to move towards him and for him to pull away from me - with a look of confusion, anger, betrayal, or (God forbid!) revulsion on his face. How do you possibly process that? He noticed me looking at him, and asked if everything was alright. I tried to explain the book to him, and how it was affecting me. He just looked at me and said, "Well, that's art. That's the whole point." (&&then gave me a kiss on the forehead - he's a keeper, this one!) 
 *siggghhh* Ok. Off to process. More to come soon!