This book started off okay enough and was pretty interesting for the first hundred pages or so. The premise was that a man and wife lose their cat and proceed to hire a psychic to help them. Things start to get weird and I thought this was going to lead to something more but it never goes anywhere. It’s weird and dreamy without any real explanation. At best it’s just an excuse to tell small tales about World War II. These sub-stories can be good, but they never really get tied together in a way that clicked for me. This book was about 300 pages too long and not really worth the month’s long slog it took for me to get through it. Pretty writing isn’t enough. You need a plot!