I'm married to a scavenger of sorts and he often totes home rescued boxes of books that I paw through with shiny, hungry eyes. I pull out the odd and interesting and add them to my teetering stack.
This truly is an "anti-thriller" - a lot happens and yet nothing happens. It's also an interesting window into feminism of the 1980's. I was totally sucked in, despite truly despising the main character. What an empty, hollow shell of a woman. Still, I was hooked until the very end.