It was 1 a.m. when I finished

...reading my first novel of the year, but I wasn't really finished with it. He Drown She in the Sea made for a restless night. I kept dreaming its end and each time I woke up feeling bright and awake and ready to start the day. At 2:30, 3:30 and 4:30 the cat watched me pace in the living room. She joined me at the window to watch what the night was doing to the snow. All the while I wondered how Mootoo made it work. What is it about the writing that captured me? What is it about the end that left me unable to sleep? Why did it leave me feeling so rested? The cat stared at me until I finally let go of the questions. I went back to bed, leaving her in peace.