The Devil in the White City

I read this book. Once I started it, I couldn't stop. I took it with me to the Y. I sat in the locker room for an hour and kept reading. On the way home, I pulled into a parking lot so I could read some more. I read until Frog started whining. We came home. He watched Teletubbies so I could finish it. I'm glad he was willing to make that sacrifice for me.
I love books about Chicago. After living in Indiana and visiting Chicago many times, I've grown to love that city. I just love cities. Period. I wish I had read this book when I lived closer. I would love to drive to the places it describes (although most have since burned down).
This book is non-fiction but reads like a narrative. It is rich with detail. Knowing that all of this happened for real makes it so much more compelling. There was also a girl with her family in Lafayette, IN (where we lived for 5 years). I can't stop thinking about it. Good stuff. Eric--I bet you would really like this book.