Girl in Snow by Danya Kukafka :
“From its startling opening line right through to its stunning conclusion, Girl in Snow is a perfectly-paced and tautly-plotted thriller. Danya Kukafka’s misfit characters are richly drawn, her prose is both elegant and eerie—this is an incredibly accomplished debut.”
—Paula Hawkins, #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Girl on the Train and Into the Water
“A sensational debut—great characters, mysteries within mysteries, and page-turning pace. Highly recommended.”
—Lee Child, #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Jack Reacher novels
“An exciting debut from a talented new voice. Girl in Snow is a propulsive mystery set in a suburban community marked by unsettling voyeurism. Danya Kukafka patiently reveals layers of her characters’ inner lives—their ugliness and vulnerabilities—in prose that sparkles and wounds. I couldn’t put this one down.”
—Brit Bennett, New York Times bestselling author of The Mothers
“There is a frightful truth to Danya Kukafka’s characterizations, and the mystery at the heart of Girl in Snow is so elegantly constructed. It’s an exceptional, unnerving debut novel. I’m already counting the days until her next one.”
—Owen King, author of Double Feature and co-author of Sleeping Beauties
“Girl in Snow is a haunting, lyrical novel about love, loss, and terror. Reading it felt like entering another world, where things—and people—were not as they at first appeared. The world Kukafka so masterfully creates is suspenseful and electrifying; I was willing to follow her wherever she took me.”
—Anton DiSclafani, New York Times bestselling author of The Yonahlossee Riding Camp for Girls and The After Party
“Newcomer Kukafka breathes new life into a common mystery trope…This smart, fast-paced novel is one that readers will be proud to flaunt beachside or elsewhere.”
“Kukafka’s clever narrative tricks…propel the narrative forward. And while the novel employs a full checklist of teen tropes throughout, from abusive parents to fractured love triangles, there is enough narrative muscle to compel the reader to stick with it until the end.”
“This brooding and intense thriller will plunge readers into a dark world they may not want to enter—but they may be unable to tear themselves free…This unlikely trio of narrators gives readers a different look into the idyllic, small-town life, and how not everything is as it appears on the surface.”
“Hard to believe this whodunit is from a fist-time author. Think Gillan Flynn of 2017.”
“A cool literary mystery to get you through the season’s heat.”
The mystery unravels, the suspects you here from their narratives you start thinking i know who did this. That girl they all seemed to love to hate because of what she has and the love she has taken, and the love in ones view untouchable because of his ways of thinking and behaving. The author may have you spun and spun in the tale waiting for that one line of confession, that eye witness account, the narrative that will give it all away, the whole psychological angle will have you hooked. The chapters are told from the first person account and their realms of walking and interactions with others, they all have encountered the girl in the snow, Jade, Russ, Cameron. Something afoot in Suburbia, Jefferson Elementary one girl Lucinda found dead near the carousel, broken neck. The tale creeping the reader, a psychological intense read, the characterization compelling, showing slowly, unraveling them vividly, the scenes, the night and the uneasy suspects whirlwind of their minds, their identities slowly stripped apart.
“Tragedy struck in northern Colorado this morning, where the body of a fifteen-year-old girl was discovered on an elementary-school playground. The victim has been identified as Lucinda Hayes, a ninth-grade student at Jefferson High School. The staff member who made the horrific find offered no comment. The investigation will continue under the direction of Lieutenant Timothy Gonzalez of the Broomsville Police Department. Civilians are encouraged to report any suspicious behavior.”
“When Cameron watched Lucinda, he played this game of Statue Nights. He liked to imagine that he was one of Michelangelo’s figures, frozen on paper, etched in one position for all of eternity. But at some point he’d hear his own heartbeat or an inevitable exhale. One of these certainties would break the silence, and he’d be forced to recognize that no matter how still he stood, he did, in fact, exist.”
“It’s Lucinda Hayes’s fault that I have two jobs: babysitting for the Thorntons and housekeeping at the Hilton Ranch.”
“A short list of suspect individuals:
Ivan Santos, the janitor who found the body.
Édouard Arnaud, the victim’s ex-boyfriend.
The parents—Joe and Missy Hayes.
Howard Morrie, the homeless guy squatting in the park behind the library.
Cameron Whitley, the stalker boy from down the street.”
“This is why you have no friends except the homeless guy who lives behind the library………..You’re fat. You’re angry. In a different world, you could be blond or kind or friendly, or all of the above. When you slept you could look like a porcelain doll. But this is not a different world, this is your world, and you have to find a way to deal with such irony.”
“Alright,” Jade said. “Fine. I saw you the other night. The night Lucinda died. I can see you from my bedroom window, standing out there. Watching her. I don’t care and I’m not going to tell. But I have to ask. Why her? Of all the girls in the world, why Lucinda Hayes?”
“Lucinda stood there, vacant, radiant and timeless in her yellow swimsuit, blond hair curling wet against her skin, toes painted white in those plastic flip-flops, not caring—not even knowing—what she’d taken from me.”
“Lucinda Hayes didn’t recognize my goddamn face. She was unaware. The world is special for girls like her. It was this that burned me.”