Cover of Snow: A Novel

Cover of Snow: A Novel

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by Jenny Milchman

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Jenny Milchman’s Cover of Snow is a remarkable debut, a gripping tale of suspense in the tradition of Gillian Flynn, Chris Bohjalian, and Nancy Pickard.

Waking up one wintry morning in her old farmhouse nestled in the Adirondack Mountains of New York, Nora Hamilton instantly knows that…  See more details below



Jenny Milchman’s Cover of Snow is a remarkable debut, a gripping tale of suspense in the tradition of Gillian Flynn, Chris Bohjalian, and Nancy Pickard.

Waking up one wintry morning in her old farmhouse nestled in the Adirondack Mountains of New York, Nora Hamilton instantly knows that something is wrong. When her fog of sleep clears, she finds her world is suddenly, irretrievably shattered: Her husband, Brendan, has committed suicide.

The first few hours following Nora’s devastating discovery pass for her in a blur of numbness and disbelief. Then, a disturbing awareness slowly settles in: Brendan left no note and gave no indication that he was contemplating taking his own life. Why would a rock-solid police officer with unwavering affection for his wife, job, and quaint hometown suddenly choose to end it all? Having spent a lifetime avoiding hard truths, Nora must now start facing them.

Unraveling her late husband’s final days, Nora searches for an explanation—but finds a bewildering resistance from Brendan’s best friend and partner, his fellow police officers, and his brittle mother. It quickly becomes clear to Nora that she is asking questions no one wants to answer. For beneath the soft cover of snow lies a powerful conspiracy that will stop at nothing to keep its presence unknown . . . and its darkest secrets hidden.

Praise for Cover of Snow
“Well-defined characters take us on an emotional roller-coaster ride through the darkest night, with blinding twists and occasionally fatal turns. This is a richly woven story that not only looks at the devastating effects of suicide but also examines life in a small town and explores the complexity of marriage. Fans of Nancy Pickard, Margaret Maron, and C. J. Box will be delighted to find this new author.”Booklist (starred review)
“Milchman reveals an intimate knowledge of the psychology of grief, along with a painterly gift for converting frozen feelings into scenes of a forbidding winter landscape.”The New York Times
“Milchman makes [readers] feel the chill right down to their bones and casts a particularly effective mood in this stylish thriller.”Kirkus Reviews
“Milchman tackles small-town angst where evil can simmer under the surface with a breathless energy and a feel for realistic characters.”The Seattle Times
“The plot unfolds at an excellent clip . . . ultimately rushing headlong to a series of startling revelations.”—San Francisco Journal of Books
“Milchman expertly conveys Nora’s grief in a way that will warm hearts even in the dead of a Wedeskyull winter.”Publishers Weekly (starred review)

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Publishers Weekly
When house restorer Nora Hamilton finds that her policeman husband, Brendan, has hanged himself, her image of their idyllic life in Brendan’s Adirondacks hometown of Wedeskyull, N.Y., is shattered in Milchman’s evocative debut. Yet Nora is not content to accept her husband’s death as a suicide. As she tries to make sense of the tragedy and investigate, Brendan’s mother and his police co-workers stonewall her. Refusing to simply move on, Nora discovers more and more things about Brendan that don’t add up. Why did he get a prescription for sedatives a week before committing suicide? What does the death of his brother exactly 25 years before have to do with anything? The townsfolk’s reticence to answer these questions only further compels her to uncover the truth about Brendan’s past. Milchman expertly conveys Nora’s grief in a way that will warm hearts even in the dead of a Wedeskyull winter. Agent, Julia Kenny, Markson Thoma Literary. (Jan.)
Kirkus Reviews
Milchman's debut novel follows Nora Hamilton as she puzzles through the inexplicable and sudden suicide of her young husband, Brendan. Nora awakens one morning to find her bed cold and empty and her husband, a police officer in a small town not too far from New York City, missing. She climbs out of bed with a sense of foreboding and discovers that Brendan has inexplicably hanged himself in their home. An outsider in the small village of Wedeskyull, Nora finds herself the object of intense scrutiny by his fellow police officers and targeted by the piercing scorn that radiates from Brendan's mother, Eileen. Soon, Nora begins to unravel the mystery of what could have compelled her husband to choose to end his life without any warning. She unearths both a childhood filled with blame for an accident that took place many years before she came to town and a strange, autistic man-child named Dugger who offers Nora some cryptic clues into what might have driven Brendan to destroy himself and their marriage. Along the way, Nora picks up an ally or two in the form of a local newspaper reporter and her husband's aunt but finds herself leaning more and more on her sister, Teggie, for moral support until the truth finally comes out. Milchman makes the reader feel the chill right down to their bones and casts a particularly effective mood in this stylish thriller; but her storytelling falters when placed under the microscope of logic. The clues with which Nora pieces together the mystery of what's actually happening in Wedeskyull and why a happily married man like Brendan would kill himself are so obscure and easily overlooked that it's difficult to believe a grieving widow would zero in on them with such unerring precision. The ensuing investigation seems illogical and disjointed with the introduction of characters whose only apparent function is to take up literary space. Nice writing, but Nora's meandering investigation only makes a confusing plot even more so in a tale populated by irrelevant details and vague side journeys.

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Chapter One

My husband wasn’t in bed with me when I woke up that January morning. The mid-­winter sky was bruised purple and yellow outside the window. I shut bleary eyes against light that glared and pounded.

A second later I realized my toes weren’t burrowing into the hollows behind Brendan’s knees, that when I flung out my arm it didn’t meet his wiry chest, the stony muscles gone slack with sleep. I slid my hand toward the night table, fingers scrabbling around for our alarm clock.


It was late. As if drugged, my brain was making sense of things only after a dull delay. But it was a full hour past the time I always woke up. We always woke up. Brendan slept a cop’s sleep, perpetually ready to take action, and I had been an early riser all my thirty-­five years.

Bits of things began to take shape in my mind.

The morning light, which entered so stridently through the window.

Brendan not in bed with me. He must’ve gotten up already. I hadn’t even felt him move.

But Brendan had been working late all week; I hadn’t yet found out why. My husband had good reason to sleep in. And if he had risen on time, why didn’t he wake me?

I felt a squeezing in my belly. Brendan knew I had an eight o’clock meeting with a new client this morning, the owner of a lovely but ramshackle old saltbox in need of repair. My husband took my burgeoning business as seriously as I did. He would never let me miss a meeting.

On the other hand, Brendan would know that if I slept late, then I must be worn out. Maybe getting Phoenix off the ground had taken more out of me than I realized. Brendan probably figured he’d give me a few extra minutes, and the morning just got away from him.

He must be somewhere in his normal routine now, toweling off, or fixing coffee.

Except I didn’t hear the shower dripping. Or smell the telltale, welcome scent of my morning fix.

I pushed myself out of bed with hands that felt stiff and clumsy, as if I were wearing mittens. What was wrong with me? I caught a glimpse of my face in the mirror and noticed puddles of lavender under my eyes. It was like I hadn’t slept a wink, instead of an extra hour.

“Brendan? Honey? You up?”

My words shattered the air, and I realized how very still our old farmhouse was this morning.

Padding toward the bathroom, one explanation for the weight in my muscles, not to mention my stuporous sleep, occurred to me.

Brendan and I had made love last night.

It had been one of the good times; me lying back afterward, hollow, cored out, the way I got when Brendan was able to focus completely on me, on us, instead of moving so fiercely that he seemed to be riding off to some distant place in the past. We’d even lain awake for a while in the waning moments before sleep, fingers intertwined, Brendan studying me in a way that I felt more than saw in the dark.

“Honey? Last night tired me out, I guess. Not that it wasn’t worth it.”

I felt a smile tease the corners of my mouth, and pushed open the bathroom door, expecting a billow of steam. When only brittle air emerged, I felt that grabbing in my gut again. Cold tile bit my bare feet.


My husband never started the day without a shower; he claimed that a night’s sleep made him ache. But there was no residue of moisture filming the mirror, nor fragrance of soap in the air. I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around my shoulders for warmth, and trotted toward the stairs, calling out his name.

No answer.

Could he have gone to the station early? Left me sleeping while my new client waited at his dilapidated house?

“Honey! Are you home?” My voice sounded uncertain.

No answer. And then I heard the chug of our coffeepot.

Relief flowed through me, thick and creamy as soup. Until that moment, I hadn’t let myself acknowledge that I was scared. I wasn’t an overreactor by nature usually.

I headed downstairs, feet more sure now, but with that wobbly, airless feeling in the knees that comes as fear departs.

The kitchen was empty when I entered, the coffee a dark, widening stain in the pot. It continued to sputter and spit while I stood there.

There was no mug out, waiting for its cold jolt of milk. No light was turned on against the weak morning sunshine. Nobody had been in the icy kitchen yet today. This machine had been programmed last night, one of the chores accomplished as Brendan and I passed back and forth in the tight space, stepping around each other to clean up after dinner.

That thing in my belly took hold, and this time it didn’t let go. I didn’t call out again.

The sedated feeling was disappearing now, cobwebs tearing apart, and my thinking suddenly cleared. I brushed past the deep farm sink, a tall, painted cabinet.

With icy hands, I opened the door to the back stairs, whose walls I was presently laboring over to make perfect for Brendan. Maybe, just maybe, he’d skipped his shower and called in late to work in order to spend time in his hideaway upstairs.

The servants’ stairs were steep and narrow, with a sudden turn and wells worn deep in each step. I climbed the first two slowly, bypassing a few tools and a can of stripper, then twisted my body around the corner. I took in the faded wallpaper I’d only just reached after months of careful scraping.

Perhaps I didn’t have enough momentum, but I slipped, solidly whacking both knees as I went down. Crouching there, gritting my teeth against the smarting pain, I looked up toward the top of the flight.

Brendan was above me, suspended from a thick hank of rope.

The rope was knotted around a stained glass globe, which hung in the cracked ceiling plaster.

Brendan’s neck tilted slightly, the angle odd. His handsome face looked like it was bathed entirely in red wine.

Suddenly a small cyclone of powder spilled down, and I heard a splitting sound. There was a rip, a tear, the noise of two worlds cracking apart, and then a deafening series of thuds.

The light fixture completed its plummet, and broke with a tinkling sprinkle of glass. A tangle of ice-­cold limbs and body parts slugged me, heavy as lead blankets.

And I screamed, and screamed, and screamed, until the warble my voice had been before became no more than a gasping strain for air.

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Cover of Snow: A Novel 3.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 93 reviews.
booksonmynook More than 1 year ago
This was really a good book with a lot of suspense. Things are not clear until the end.
BuriedUnderBooks More than 1 year ago
Suspense That Will Chill a Reader's Bones I’ve dithered over writing this review more than any other I’ve ever written and it’s all because I want so much to do it justice without seeming to be overly influenced by the fact that I know the author. I don’t post reviews on Amazon but this is exactly the kind of review their new rules would target even though it is not the least bit fake. So, let’s get the disclaimer out of the way. Yes, I know Jenny Milchman. Yes, I’ve shared space with her on various online elists and groups for a few years now and, yes, we finally met when she and her family traveled through Richmond several months ago. Yes, I have long admired Jenny’s work since before she became published. It seems like eons ago that Jenny asked if I would read the manuscript of Cover of Snow but, at that time, it seemed to her as though the eons would never end because she had been on the query and submission path for eleven long years. Here’s what I had to say about it (not a formal review) in May, 2011— COVER OF SNOW is one of the best books I have ever read, hands down. The suspense is almost unrelenting and her characters practically breathe on the page because Jenny is so good at bringing them to life. Is it literary? I’d say “yes” because my personal definition of literary is high-quality writing in the mechanics of grammar and construction but also in the evocation of the author’s vision. Most of all, I was struck by the weather which is perhaps the most important character in this story. I’m not talking about weather in the sense of a disastrous storm; this weather, snow and bone-chilling cold, is perfectly normal for the geographic setting but, in Jenny’s hands, has become more than an integral element. It is essential and it is alive. I truly felt the sheer intensity of the cold and saw the seemingly endless vistas of unrelenting white while I was reading as though I were there in the story. The truly good news was that Jenny had finally reached her goal and found the publisher, the editor, that loved her work, just before I blogged about what I thought then was one of the most engaging manuscripts I’d ever had the pleasure of reading. And, today, having read the book that was finally published yesterday, my opinion hasn’t changed one bit. The first thing that struck me was that not a whole lot changed from the manuscript I read to the final version. Are there some differences? Of course there are; it’s part of an editor’s job to find ways to tighten the prose, to make it just a little bit better, to catch discrepancies or misplaced words and the like. The truth is, though, that I remembered so much of the story and the words even two years later that Jenny’s editor must not have found many things to “fix”. This finished product is a testament that a talented author’s hard work, patience and perseverance can pay off. Wedeskyull is still one of the most bone-chilling towns in the lower 48 and it’s not just the weather that causes that feeling. Secrets from years gone by, the heartbreak that can be the result of those secrets, the evil that power can bring, the lengths to which people will go to protect the things that must be hidden, the fear that comes from knowing trust has been misplaced—all come together in a story that kept me on tenterhooks from the shocking beginning to the very sad truths that come to light when Nora refuses to blindly accept her husband’s suicide. What lies behind the deaths that seem to have no connection? Nora finds that her questions lead to more trouble and frightening events come to a surprising conclusion and make Cover of Snow the perfect literary suspense novel for a cold, wintry read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love mysteries. Although this was a new author, I decided to try the book. It was excellent! Cover of Snow was one of those books that I could not put down. Ms. Milchman was very descriptive; I could feel the cold! The story line was a true mystery and kept me guessing. I can't wait until she writes another book!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Very well written and enjoyable read.  Looking forward to more.
Celticlady1953 More than 1 year ago
The Cover of Snow is the story of Nora Hamilton, who wakes up one morning alone in a cold bed, a silent cold house and no sign of her husband Brendan. Upon further inspection of the house, she finds her husband had hung himself, an apparent suicide. Nora is having a hard time understanding why her husband would commit suicide. She thought they  were a happy couple, he is a police officer in the small town of Wedeskyul in upstate New York, and she restores old homes. There are a lot of characters in the story, Eileen her mother in law, Eileen's sister Jean, Ned a reporter researching a story, the officers and police chief and an autistic man. All these characters play an important part to the story. Filled with enough scary situations and creepy people to keep the reader on the edge of the seat. I read the book in two days and I was totally involved in the story. I enjoyed the author's writing style and the suspense was first rate...I can usually figure out a book by at least 3/4 of the way through but this one I could not figure out and the ending was a surprise. The chill factor was so intense that I felt I had to put a sweater on... I enjoyed it thoroughly. I received an ebook for review from JKS Communications as part of the book tour and was not monetarily compensated for my review. 
lsmeadows More than 1 year ago
My first 5 star book of the year I am always excited when I find a new author whose stories I love. This is the case with Jenny Milchman and Cover of Snow: A Novel,  my first 5 star book of 2013.  I blew through this book in only two days, which is saying something.   Nora Hamilton wakes up one morning alone in bed, only to find that her husband has committed suicide.  Dazed, confused, and looking for closure, she begins to search for answers to why he would do this.  Unfortunately, asking too many questions in the small town of Wedeskyul is not a good idea.  As the story unravels, Nora realizes that she may not have know Brendan, or the residents of this small New York town, quite as well as she thought.   The story that Milchman crafts in this book is deliciously sinister.  Within the first few pages, I began to feel that all was not as it seemed in Wedeskyul and this  feeling continued until the final climax of the story.   I loved the way the characters were all hiding something, that nothing was quite what it seemed on the surface.  They all had layers upon layers, and even when I thought I had figured out their motivations, my initial assessments were not always spot on.  I also loved that this story was set in a very small town, as this is the type of story that could only happen in that type of environment.  One where everyone knows everyone and, even more, knows everything about everyone else.  The residents of Wedeskyul seem more like a clan than a group of neighbors, and like a clan, when outsiders threaten them they close ranks.  Having spent time in small towns, I can definitely see this scenario happening.    Although there were plenty of revelations about the characters in this book, there were actually frew twists and turns in the story line itself.  This seemed to fit the book, though, allowing me to focus my attention on the characters, their interactions, and their secrets.   By the middle of the book, it was pretty apparent who the "bad guys" were.  What wasn't apparent was just why they were so intent on their efforts to cover up reality.  This aspect of the book is what kept me hooked and kept me reading, rooting for some characters and against others.    Although there was no huge revelation at the end of the book, there was, in fact, closure, which was satisfying in and of itself.  In the set up for this book, the publisher likened the author to such great writers as Chris Bohjalian and Gillian Flynn.  For me, this book did not have the feel of a Gillian Flynn book at all.  If it did have the feel of a Bohjalian book, it would most likely be Secrets of Eden.  What I would compare this book to would be These Things Hidden by Heather Gudenkauf, or The Witness by Nora Roberts.  A good story with interesting characters that keep you invested, but not a lot of surprises.  I highly recommend this book for fans of either of those books listed above,  and am looking forward to another book by Jenny Milchman myself.  
shayrp76 More than 1 year ago
Cover of Snow Jenny Milchman ISBN: 978-0-345-53421-7 January 2013 *This is an ARC copy that I won from a librarything giveaway* 4 stars When Nora Hamilton wakes to find that her husband has committed suicide she is thrown into a cyclone of grief and confusion. In her quest to find out why her husband killed himself the question seems to be buried under an avalanche of mysteries. It seems that everyone in their small New York town is hiding something, even the police officers that her husband worked with and who were considered friends, and the more she digs the more danger she finds. Her one ally in the town has his own questions leaving her to doubt his agenda and reliability isolating her further as she pushes boundaries to uncover the truth. This debut author is compared to Gillian Flynn (I don’t pay much attention to comparisons because in my experiences they are usually way off) and I couldn’t agree more when it comes to this novel. I was instantly caught up into the book but not for the obvious reasons. The characters, the town itself being a vivid character too, are what grabbed and held onto my attention throughout. There is just the right amount of dysfunction to make them relatable, no matter how much you don’t want them to be, and not so much that they are unbelievable. The plot deserves a lot of credit too as it managed to keep me on my toes through the majority of the book. There were some spots when the side stories didn’t seem to flow as smoothly with the main plot and I had to go over what I had just read so that I could get back on track. (This is where I point out again that this is an ARC copy) Between the cast of characters and the suspense I am glad that I entered the giveaway for this novel. I will wholeheartedly recommend this one, especially to mystery and suspense fans.
lucieparis2011 More than 1 year ago
I'm a little frustrated at not having been shaking for a story that seemed promising. I have not been appealed or thrilled. Worse, I was disappointed because while reading the synopsis, I was expecting not to be able to put this book down. I expected to be up all night not wanting to miss any scope of suspense and the twists. And that is exactly what I wanted but what I got... There are some unexpected outcomes but well buried under descriptions of cold, of snow landscape... As for the behavior of the main and secondary characters, sometimes they are so strange that I struggled to get immerse into this story. Yet the plot left me thinking that I was going from revelations to awfully twisted plots that will be ending in a breathtaking way. Unfortunately, this is not what I've felt. So when after some chapters, I was still not getting in the mood, I've cursed my lack of enthusiasm and went to see the reactions of other readers.  Most of them have rated it to 4 or 5 stars for this thriller...I supposed they have seen things I haven't. But I have to admit I went through it. So it's not so bad. Sure, the writting is full of descriptions but nice. It's just that I was not swept from my feet at all. Sentences From Gabriel: "Don't we always keep things from the people we love most ? Especially from them?"
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Afraid I'm not getting what the buzz is about this book! I think the writing is sophomoric, and the suspense quotient almost comically thin given Milchman's propensity for word-filler-style dramatic descriptions of every little thing that happens. Yes! We get that it's snowing! And that it's icy! But atmosphere? That's something you create with good writing.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
There wasn't much depth here for me, but it was a decent read none the less. It would be a good 'beach read' if you're looking for something that doesn't require too much brainpower or focus.
nbermudez More than 1 year ago
Read this for my book club and I was disappointed. Not great not bad. Just meh.
The_Book_Wheel_Blog More than 1 year ago
Cover of Snow is Chilling Cover of Snow is the debut novel by Jenny Milchman that follows a woman who seeks to find the truth behind her husband’s suicide, only to uncover secrets she never expected. Nora Hamilton, the main character, lived an unassuming life in a small town in the Adirondack Mountains of New York. The story opens with her discovering that her husband, who to her knowledge was happy and looking forward to their future together, committed suicide. Stumbling through the shock of the first few weeks, Nora begins to search for a way to understand why her husband would take his seemingly happy life. Along with her reporter friend, Nora faces deadly obstacles as she seeks for answers. Hauntingly realistic, the story weaves a tale of small town secrets, deception, corruption, and power. Cover of Snow is part mystery, part crime, and part thriller. But it is all intriguing and I couldn’t put it down. Many authors, new and old, oftentimes struggle with weaving a story that has unpredictable twists and turns that result in a realistic ending, and Milchman nails it on her first try. I absolutely recommend this book.
doriMO More than 1 year ago
Did I miss something? I read this book waiting for twists and suspense based on many reviews. I thought the book was predictable and I knew who the bad guys were and whodunit from the first chapter. I read a lot and I'm the first to admit I am not a critic. I love new authors and I really wanted to be impressed. I will try her next book, but I can only give this one 3 stars.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed reading this story, but it seemed a little far fetched. I like my mysteries more realistic. I can't picture how this woman could keep driving all over the country in her little car in what was made out to be a lot of bad snow storm's. Everywhere she went it seemed like she had to deal with bad weather and deep snow. If you like mysteries, this was a pretty good one.
Atthebeach More than 1 year ago
This is a thriller! I read it in one day and passed on lots of other activities to keep my nose in this book. From page 2, I could not stop. The mystery starts there and ends at the very end. And it keeps getting more and more complicated as it unfolds.The main character is a good woman caught up in a life-altering situation that she decides she has to resolve without the help from people around her. In fact, they try to get in her way or scare her off. Who knew such deceptions could exist in a small and quiet and close-knit town?This is a great, racy read. 
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The main character seems to have spent her life in a fog. Didn't seem possible to me that most of this stuff could happen. Not worth the money.
Avid_readerRF More than 1 year ago
Read this during a snow storm and found it to be a great read after I finished it. While the plot and characters were interesting, I sometimes found myself thinking the author needed to keep story to flow more evenly. At times it just seemed choppy and needed to move on more quickly. BUT, this is still an excellent read and have recommended it to others.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Good winter thriller - forget the beach.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was so good I could not put it down! It was fast moving with many twist and turns. I can't wait to see what this new author will write in the future.
DocPammy More than 1 year ago
Twists and turns that every good thriller needs. Jenny Milchman is a talented new author to keep your eye on. 
JerseyGirlBookReviews More than 1 year ago
Cover Of Snow is a gripping story of one woman's journey to uncover the truth of her husband's suicide. When Nora Hamilton wakes up one morning to find her police officer husband Brendan has hung himself in the attic of their farmhouse, she questions how and why he would commit suicide. Nora's quest to find out why Brendan killed himself leads her to uncover deep dark long buried secrets of a small town in the Adirondack Mountains, and the people who will go to any lengths to keep the past buried. Considered an outsider by the townspeople of Wedeskyull, NY, Nora doesn't know who she can trust, and her determination to continue her quest to uncover the truth will put herself and others in grave danger. Will Nora uncover the truth of her husband's death, or will she too be silenced? In her debut novel, author Jenny Milchman weaves a riveting thriller full of tension, suspense and enough twist and turns that keeps the reader sitting on the edge of their seat. Written in the first person narrative, the story is told by the main character Nora Hamilton, with third person narratives from other character perspectives interspersed throughout the book. The reader is transported to the cold snowy little Adirondack Mountains town of Wedeskyull, NY, where dark secrets are buried deep and townspeople protect their own. Nora takes the reader on a dangerous journey to uncover the truth of why her husband committed suicide, only to open up a pandora's box that could prove to be even more deadly. The story opens with the shocking suicide and rapidly engages the reader to follow along with Nora as she uncovers the mystery that surrounds the death of her husband and the long buried secrets of his hometown. With a smattering of clues that are revealed in each chapter, and a slue of mysterious characters with motives, secrets and dark pasts, the story easily holds the reader's attention and keeps them guessing until the surprising conclusion. The author's attention to detail and vivid description of the riveting storyline and the cold snowy NY mountain setting comes alive and leaps off the pages in a bone-chilling way that makes Cover Of Snow a gripping mystery suspense thriller that is one heck of an entertaining read.
JulieSchroeder More than 1 year ago
I loved Milchman's voice, Nora's growth, and the riveting suspense in Cover of Snow. Could not put it down by the end! I'll definitely read whatever Milchman does next!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
TRULY when I say "NEVER A DULL MOMENT"...I REALLY mean there is NEVER a dull moment. I read this is 2 1/2 days and I would try to find a place to put the book down (one more paragraph...) and it was almost impossible bc it's unstoppable!  It is very reminiscent of Gillian Flynn.  A mix between Gone Girl and Sharp Objects (bc I just finished both of those! )  READ THIS BOOK!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Good suspense. Lots of twists and turns in the plot. Read it in two days.
gloriafeit More than 1 year ago
This debut novel from Jenny Milchman has been getting a lot of buzz in the very short time since its publication, and it is easy to see why. The protagonist, 35-year-old Nora Hamilton, living in the remote town of Wedeskyull in the Adirondack Mountain region of upstate New York, is reeling from her husband Brendan’s suicide. When she discovers that he purchased a prescription bottle of sedatives a week before his death, all her assumptions about how well she knew Brendan are challenged, and she wonders what else is going on around her that she has been too blinded to see clearly. A relative outsider in the town [inasmuch as she has only lived there for 6 years, and not for three generations, as seems to be required before one stops being considered such], Wedeskyull begins to seem like anything but the safe harbor it had always seemed. When she goes to Brendan’s fellow cops for answers, or her mother-in-law, she comes away with more questions than answers. The small town and its inhabitants are very well-drawn, the wintry landscape made palpable. My only reservation is that at times it seemed evident that this was a first novelistic effort, with some awkward word choices, but as the plot moved forward and the suspense grew, so did my enjoyment of the book, and I find myself looking forward with great anticipation to the author’s next novel. Recommended.