Ciara and Oliver meet and immediately hit it off. There's just one small problem… right after they start dating, the city is put under lockdown due to Covid. Worried about losing momentum, they decide to take a risk and move in together so they can be in the same household and therefore quarantine together. What could go wrong? Well a lot apparently, as the book opens with the discovery of a very ripe dead body in the apartment.
We follow along with the current timeline where detectives try to figure out exactly what they've stumbled across as well as getting both Ciara and Oliver's perspectives on their budding relationship as it unfolds, starting from 56 days prior to the discovery of the body. I really enjoyed the current chapters. We were dropped right in on a fully formed universe where characters had backstories, relationships, inside jokes etc but none of it was clumsily spelled out. I love when an author just trusts the reader to catch on.
I'm conflicted however regarding Oliver and Ciara's chapters. We don't bounce back and forth between the two as time progresses, we see the same events unfold through each's eyes. The first time this was done, I really liked it. Seeing the same scene play out from the other perspective was a cool concept, and since it was their first meeting and date, I found it to be especially interesting. Wouldn’t you just be dying to know what the other person thought of how things were going. Were they as nervous as you? Did they pick up on that tiny gaffe you made that you’ve been playing over in your head for 40 minutes now in bed, unable to fall asleep? But after each subsequent use of the technique, it lost more and more of its lustre. Eventually it was a bit “yes, yes, I’ve already read all this, can we move on”, even though tucked into the sameness there were bits of new and important information. I wanted these little nuggets but was also was anxious to move on because I was dying to know what happened next. This ended up creating a strange sensation where the book was simultaneously a bit boring but also gripping.
Catherine Ryan Howard is a new to me author, but I’m immediately going to go find her back catalogue. Regardless of my quibbles with the POV technique, I loved the writing style. I cannot wait to read The Nothing Man which I've seen so much glowing praise for.
As a note for those worried about the Covid angle: I’ll be honest, when I saw this one was available for Book of the Month, I almost passed on it, thinking I wasn’t quite ready to deal with a story that had a strong pandemic focus. I saw some early positive reviews though, and decided to give it a chance, and I’m so glad I did. Admittedly, I still didn’t *love* being swept back to March and April of 2020 and all of the uncertainty and fear of those times, but the lockdown did provide a pretty unique premise opportunity, and I cannot fault the author for taking advantage of that.