I read a vanishingly small amount of fiction but I was somewhat press-ganged into reading "A man called Ove" by Friedrik Backman a week or two ago. I cannot recommend it highly enough. I refuse to give anything away about it; it's so well woven that there is no way not to spoil the book no matter how meagre the description.
I strongly recommend that if you read it you don't read any of the cover notes (I would normally give that advice but in this case it's important).
Vin
Jeez, too many people I think would give good recommendations, giving recommendations! I'm going to have to get cracking.