I do not scare easily. I can watch horror movies, ghost movies, ghost hunt shows…you name it and I don’t get scared. Reading The Unquiet had me scared. I jumped when the wind would come up, I jumped when a tree branch would hit the window and I jumped when I heard anything that sounded like footsteps outside my door.

The Unquiet is scary in a subtle way. It’s not an in your face ghost story, it’s more like a psychological thriller, and for a while, I wasn’t even sure if it was really a ghost story. Then, it got real. And I burrowed into my blankets with the hopes that they would be strong enough to keep out the ghost of the novel come to life. Little things would pop up that made me think and believe. By the end of the novel, I didn’t want to look around the room, fearful of what I’d see.

I think what made this book so intense was the reliability of Rinn as a narrator. She has a touch of unreliability because of her past, and yet you believe every single thing that happens. Soon, her voice is the only one that makes sense, even as she starts to question her own sanity. I started to feel as confused as Rinn and I was questioning my own thinking.

Garsee wrote a fantastic mystery ghost novel that had me afraid of the dark. The twist at the end was a wrench to the gut and I really cannot wait to see what comes next. This is definitely a book for anyone who likes ghost stories, but a word of warning–reading of this book is best done in broad daylight when you can see everything around you and nothing can sneak up to scare you.