Took me a bit to realize, but I just turned a page of Madeleine Thien's *Do Not Say We Have Nothing* and arrived in some guy named Andrew Forsthoefel's very very different book, *Walking to Listen.* I was, like, "Whaaaaat is going on? Who is this 'I'?" Then finally clued in! Luckily I'm reading at Indigo's Starbucks. Hoping they replace it now. I'll keep you posted! UPDATE: @chaptersindigo just gave me a brand new Forsthoefel-free copy. We were all laughing about the strange book defect.😊 UPDATE (AGAIN): Thien just tweeted me and said this is the second copy she knows of in which the two books were "interleaved" (beautiful word); she met the other book-owner in person to pick it up — "a chance and beautiful meeting."