Please Ignore Vera Dietz - A. S. King I just love the way this is written, the abrupt language, the absurdities, the pickles. Vera and Charlie could have made an adorable love story. Instead, they make an almost-love-story where one part is dead.

The night of the funeral, a pickle talked to me inside my head. It said, “Eat me and you will know the truth.” Sure, it was after I took those shots of vodka, but it did talk to me, and I did eat it. I’ve been waiting ever since.

The book is both funny and tragic and that's the way I like it.

That the Pagoda got a say is just awesome.