What a strange book. I get why it has the horror tag, although it’s a quiet kind of horror. One that haunts all adults I think. It feels like what Murakami would end up writing if he tried ti write horror. I like it, though. It’s very short but it meanders a bit, and I’m not sure everything comes together in the end, but I like the sense of foreboding that permeates an otherwise innocuous story about life in the country. I’m not sure I’ll be recommending it though. It’s hard to imagine anyone I know would be interested in it.