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Taffy Brodesser-Akner. Photo: Erik Tanner.

The legendary profiler Taffy Brodesser-Akner’s debut novel, , lives up to the hype. In it, the hardworking hepatologist Toby Fleishman explores the world of dating apps after his estranged wife, Rachel, disappears, leaving their two children in his care. But Brodesser-Akner’s story is more complex than it at first seems. Told through the voice of Toby’s longtime friend Libby, a former men’s-magazine writer who’s become a full-time mother, is a book that unspools. Within the contours of Toby’s story live those of the women he knows and misunderstands, whose emotional, physical, and mental labor shape and trim the

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