Only Mary can give me the whole ending of a 480 page book in the title and still surprise me again and again and again. I loved every moment. I felt at peace when Lionel was happy, anxious when he was in danger, I felt the constant terror of plague with him, the joys of companionship— this novel is set in the late 21st century ending in the 22nd, and though it starts feeling like a 19th century novel, it is still so readable, so relatable, so human, and begins the whole genre of human extinction and climate fiction! Mary Shelley defined science fiction. Her visions of the future may seem limited in scope but she built this future. She is my world, she is my everything, we are separated by 200 years by some curse I have yet to understand, I love her so dearly.