I'm thinking of ending things. Once this thought arrives, it stays. It's always there. Always. Jake and I have a real connection, a rare and intense attachment. What has it been...a month? I'm very attracted to him. Even though he isn't striking, not really. I'm going to meet his parents for the first time, at the same time as I'm thinking of ending things. Jake once said, "Sometimes a thought is closer to truth, to reality, than an action. You can say anything, you can do anything, but you can't fake a thought." And here's what I'm thinking: I don't want to be here. I'm thinking of ending things. Iain Reid explores the depths of the human psyche, questioning consciousness, free will, the value of relationships, fear, and the limitations of solitude. Reminiscent of José Saramago's early work, Michel Faber's cult classic Under the Skin, and Lionel Shriver's We Need to Talk About Kevin, this tense and atmospheric novel will haunt you long after the last page is turned.