I started reading Ann Patchett's Bel Canto earlier in May, on a plane ride to SF from NYC. I became engrossed in it on the plane, but when I got back to SF I was so distracted by finishing the semester and moving that I hardly picked it up.
I returned to it last night and finished it this morning. It is a beautiful novel about a group of hostages and terrorists in a mansion in a South American country. The development of relationships between the characters is the heart of the story, and the richness of Patchett's description created a wonderful emotional texture.