Recommended by Anne in Cleveland.
One does not usually associate accounts of brutal Nigerian violence with laugh-out-loud funny. Chris Cleave’s Little Bee is both. The front-flap description says the novel should not be summarized, because discovering the plot while you read is integral to the experience, so I will grant that request and keep mum on plot points. I am halfway through, and so I do not know if there is a Crying Game reveal awaiting me. I do know that I have stayed up way too late the past two nights marveling at Cleave’s ability to charm while narrating a series of horrific events set in England and Nigeria. Little Bee is a whole new kind of guilty pleasure.