As I suspected, The Housekeeper and the Professor, though beautifully written with an endearing friendship between Root and the Professor, was a bit much for me to handle. I'd mentioned already that I don't normally pick up books that are contemporary human drama pieces. I never really know what to expect from them aside from the day-to-day narrations of a set of people and what it all means to them.
To me, it's interesting, but only to an extent. I was never really cut out for contemporaries.
Nonetheless, I DID enjoy the book with few exceptions: the parts that referenced baseball nearly put me to sleep. In contrast, the math references were interesting even if I have no interest in math. Otherwise, it felt like there was a lot going on that really just detailed random daily anecdotes. Nothing that I really found to be outstanding or memorable.
Mainly, it was the relationships and the interactions between our main characters that evoked the most heart-warming thoughts from me. It can't be easy being around a man who has only an eighty minute duration of memory before things start all over for him. And to become close enough to begin seeing him as a friend. In a way, it's a sad, but lovely story.
In the end, while I liked the short novel, I can admit freely that this is not my typical cup of tea. Whether or not I'll pick up another book similar is going to be up in the air.
This book was read as part of my 2014 TBR Pile Challenge.