Picked up a few books in Toronto.
I finished Night Below Station Street last week. It was depressing. I was already anxious about the trip - specifically about leaving the kitten for a week with a stranger and coming home and finding he didn't love me anymore - so I found that book hard to read because it made me constantly uncomfortable.
Now I'm on 20/72 - Bear by Marian Engel (1976). An infamous book that Wikipedia describes as "a tale of erotic love between a librarian and a bear." Cool.