Micah Mortimer measures out his days running errands for work, maintaining an impeccable cleaning regime and going for runs at 7:15 every morning. He is content with the steady balance of his life. But then the order of things starts to tilt.
His woman friend Cassia (he refuses to call anyone in her late thirties a ‘girlfriend’) tells him she’s facing eviction because of a cat. And when a teenager shows up at Micah’s door claiming to be his son, Micah is confronted with another surprise he seems poorly equipped to handle.
‘Tyler rarely disappoints, but this is her best novel in some time – slender, unassuming, almost cautious in places, yet so very finely and energetically tuned, so apparently relaxed, almost flippantly so, but actually supremely sophisticated’ Observer