Feels like a cardboard cutout of a novel about loss with a sprinkle of magical realism. Sure this lady lost her wall, that must come some development that shows that this is tied to her sense of self, or to aging, or how we have no control over even the innermost parts of our lives, but no. It never came. And it was like this with every story to which we jumped to every 3 pages. So yeah, not about to read more 73% of that to rate it 2 stars probably, by the end.