A reformed skinhead presents himself at the front door of a foundation run by a Holocaust survivor, offering himself up as a “changed man” who wants to help others like him. What’s the catch? I wondered, naturally. But it turns out there is no catch. Certainly, the skinhead was never overly devoted to his cause, but as he moves in with the foundation’s development director and her two teenaged sons, it becomes clear that he has no agenda other than getting along for as long as he can. I probably would have liked the novel better if there truly had been some master plan in the works, if the changes referred to in the title had occurred further along in the story and much more dramatically. A Changed Man was mildly entertaining but never life-changing.