Hmm. Call me old-fashioned, but when reading a Hugo nominee, I'd expect something that could be categorized as fantasy or science fiction.

Instead, what we have here is a short story about the relationship between a daughter and her single parent mother, who's apparently suffering from dementia and other, unnamed ailments. Despite this being set 50 years into the future, there's apparently very little that's changed - people still read (paper) books, use mobiles, watch TV and apparently use Ajax.

It's about managing expectations, and this time, my expectations ended up being sorely mismanaged.