While reading The Bone Clocks, I felt as if I had been dropped in the middle of a foreign country, where my mother tongue was also their native language, but it was spoken very quickly and heavily accented. Full disclosure—British (or in this case, Irish) lit always throws me for a loop for the first hundred pages or so. But once I figure out the cadence, the book takes hold.
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