While WAY outside the genre of books I’d usually get into, Fine Things was a book a friend of mine read to me while I was sick at one time and in bed for several days. Having gotten into the story at that point, I of course wanted to finish—so I went out and bought it myself. I was impressed with the character development and low-key drama and disappointment of the lives of its characters, and the non-romance-novelism in comparison to other books in its class.