Back when I was a teen I read the Eye of the dragon by Stephen King on a bus, and I did a few rounds because getting off at my stop was less important.

Then nothing such until I became greybearded, until I read the last third of the first Honor Harrington book after work, at the front of the building on a bench. Time just flew until the receptionist came out to ask if everything is okay, around 21:00.

Since then several of the Peter Grand and Dresden and Laundry Files books had the same effect. And Project Hail Mary.

I work flexible hours so no problems if I had to read until dawn.

I very much liked both, but somehow Hail Mary is the one I re-read more often.

I very much liked both, but somehow Hail Mary is the one I re-read more often.