Priya

It's weird to know that something you read in February will be the best thing you read all year.

Probably closer to a 2.5. It's overly long, repetitive (Holmes had piercing blue eyes and a daring touch; Olmstead whined, etc.), and the Holmes stuff feels tacked on to spice up the rest of the book. I wish Larson had written more about the lasting effects of the fair rather than just devoting a few pages to it in the epilogue.

Easily in my top 3 books of all time.