in a dark, dark wood by Ruth Ware
Ruth Ware is proving herself to be a master of suspense, in the twisty-mystery style. In a dark, dark wood is her first book and is full of tension from the first line “I am running” to the very last line “And then I click.” What happens in between those two lines is an amazing story of toxic friendships.
The book is a quick read, but that doesn’t mean it’s superficial like some of the other best selling authors. Ware digs deep into the emotional impact the outer events are having on the main character, Leonora. Leonora is sometimes known as Lee, sometimes as Leo, but in the present time of the story goes by Nora. From inside Nora’s head, the reader feels the same sense of dread, of foreboding, that the Nora feels.
It is the story of a group of friends in their mid-twenties who gather for a ‘hen’ weekend. That’s a weekend to celebrate the bride-to-be, like a bridal shower but extended to an entire weekend of fun and games. They gather in a remote house in the middle of a woods. The house has all glass walls so one can view the woods from inside the house, or someone from outside can see what is happened inside the house. As if the setting is not creepy enough, the character, Flo, who organized the hen weekend is offbeat, almost as though something is wrong with her.
Five people gather for the weekend: Nora, Flo, Clare (the bride-to-be), Nina (a friend from school), and a man named Tom. Clare is planning to marry James, Nora’s teen age sweetheart. Nora never really got over James and resents him because he broke her heart. When Clare, Nora and James were in school together, Clare had the hots for James. But, at that time, James preferred Nora, then known as Lee. The weekend involves a lot of drinking, skeet shooting, and Ouija board play.
A thoroughly enjoyable read, I completed it in one afternoon. The suspense is engaging enough that I read well beyond my allotted reading time. It’s suspenseful without being scary. Nora is relatable and I found myself hoping she would come out all right in the end.
This book does not lag in the middle as some books tend to do. The suspense begins on page one and holds all the way through. The middle of the book is every bit as interesting as the opening and the ending. Ware’s writing is like Dean Koontz; suspenseful but not scary. It won’t keep you up at night, unless you live in a house with glass walls. Then you might have a problem.