I started getting into that strange genre of literature called “fiction.” Fiction seems to be a catch-all for every book type that doesn’t quite fit under any other subheading. This is a great example of fiction. A lower-middle class blue collar man is approached by a very rich, very famous gentleman who wishes to rent the basement for the summer. The house owner allows it, and the rich man moves into a cage. He leaves strict instructions: no outside contact, no letting him out of his cell, provide food. For this, the house owner gets a huge amount of money. The book centers around the rich guy’s life and why he has chosen to incarcerate himself in an unknown location. Interesting stuff happens, and the book ends satisfactorily–almost.