Haters will say I don't like thrillers because I'm a snob. Haters will be correct. I am a snob. But sometimes thrillers are made for snobs. This was made for me.

This book traverses multiple timelines, and follows a bunch of character, during which the narrative makes sure to pause the main mystery and make you understand where each and every one of these characters come from.

Normally this wouldn’t work, especially for this genre, but it's so satisfying to see it pay off at the end. The twists are surprising, but feel plausible, which is another reason I get deterred from thrillers.

I flew through this book and I have to applaud the writing in part for that. It’s unpretentiously gorgeous. You feel distant and close to these characters all at once. You feel their losses, but you are very aware of the fact that you are passive observer in this narrative. It helps set the tension up really well.

The characters are all great, and I love the focus on the women in here, the themes of friendship teetering on romances, and motherhood. Oof. 

Sidenote: Judy & Sluiter really felt like a riff on Silence of the Lambs, so now I want to read that book too. Great, more books to add to the list.

Overall, really great slowburn of a book on the disconnect of the rich and the solidarity of the working class.