The Storied Life of A. J. Fikry

I don't understand why this book exists. A man loses a book then adopts a baby and loves the baby and develops a crush on someone. I assume more occurs but I've already spent three hours on this and it's so emotionally overwrought about the dullest, most mundane occurrences – like the little girl taking dance classes and not being too great but not that bad, either – that it's unbearable to continue pretending that anything is actually happening. Scott Brick's weepy narration doesn't help, either.