Meanwhile Henry gets better and great things happen but then spirals in the fallout of a relationship. His thoughts are paranoid, his busy brain running away with itself and Lizzie takes him in, takes him on, to the detriment of other aspects of her life.
The narrative is distilled into short, sparse paragraphs punctuated by pauses, giving space for thought and absorption. Lizzie's tone is wry, sardonic, her observations incisive and the commentary familiar to liberal readers keenly following the many ills of their milieu.
This slim novel is a thoughtful treatise on everything - climate change, way out conspiracies, Trump and the concerns of the worried well. It is unexpectedly funny, the mocking tone admitting that we're all worried, the world is driving us all a bit mad, but we are indeed, all in the same boat.