There is a growing trend of books that are about the boomer crowd.* I have nothing against this, they are a good portion of readers, after all. And it's not like life stops once you hit 40. Nor is it fair to ignore the traumas of losing a spouse, etc.

However, there is also a trend to create books about that crowd that are designed to make them feel young again. I'm sure when I'm older I'll understand why. But at this moment I don't. And, if my experience with the older generation is worth anything, most of the ones I know wouldn't behave (or drop inappropriate/private information) like Arthur Pepper.

It felt, in the bit I read, like a copy of something. The characters lacked depth. I flipped through the pages... saw enough I didn't care for to know I didn't want to read it... and gave up.

*[b:A Man Called Ove|18774964|A Man Called Ove|Fredrik Backman|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1405259930l/18774964._SY75_.jpg|21619954], [b:Major Pettigrew's Last Stand|6643090|Major Pettigrew's Last Stand|Helen Simonson|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1320539020l/6643090._SX50_.jpg|6837577], etc.