Have you ever read a book that affected you so much you needed to get out of the house for a little bit? That’s how I felt when I finished reading Death in Her Hands by Ottessa Moshfegh. This unique take on a classic whodunnit is so far from anything I’ve come across before and I wish I could forget I’ve read it so I can read it again.
Vesta lives in the middle of the forest, in a cabin that used to be a Girl Scout summer camp. It’s just her, Charlie the dog, and endless expanses of forest. One day when she’s out walking in the woods she comes across a note that reads: Her name was Magda. Nobody will ever know who killed her. It wasn’t me. Here is her dead body. And from that moment, Vesta’s world is full of paranoia and suspicion while she tries to figure out who Magda was and who killed her.
What I loved about Death in Her Hands is the unpredictability. When I started reading it I was cocky, I’ve read and watched so many murder mysteries, I didn’t think I could be surprised by them anymore. But I couldn’t have been more wrong, this novel goes places I never would have expected and I was left completely speechless.
If you’re looking for a book that is a little different than you’d expect and a little off the beaten path then this is the book for you. But be warned, this is a dark book that involves a dog. I think you can come to your own conclusion of what that means.