Burnet builds bits of several genres of a psychiatrist’s life–chapter, memoir, notebook– into a darkly comic novel haunted by a suicide. After Veronica jumps before the 4:45 to High Barnet, her sister blames the therapist. Going undercover as Rebecca, she seeks to uncover the therapist. There’s not much to him– he’s an uncommon failure, a charlatan better appreciated in slogans than therapy sessions– but his charisma carries the case and the book forward. The ending felt oddly moralizing– more with the darts team, please, and what of Veronica?– but the pages in between narrate much of what’s at stake in 1960s therapy.