This was a good murder mystery but I had trouble with the way the chapters ended. One chapter would end on a scene and you would turn the page to see what happened and it had jumped to an entirely different setting. This happened at the end of every chapter. Maybe it was just me but it kept me from entirely enjoying the book.

This book left a weight in my chest I haven’t been able to shake. It’s quiet and brutal in equal measure, the kind of story that doesn’t yell but still manages to hit every nerve. The writing is stark. The mystery is sharp and layered, but it’s the emotional honesty that gave the book its grip on me. I felt every word, and I couldn’t put it down.