Ketchup Clouds by Annabel Pitcher
Zoe is not really Zoe. She has adopted a pseudonym for the letters she is writing to a death row inmate in Texas that she has found on the internet. Coping with the guilt of the part she played in a friend’s (or boyfriend’s?) death, she decides to tell her story anonymously to Stuart Harris who is awaiting execution for the killing of his wife. Zoe has captured the interest of the school heartthrob, Max, and is interested only because he’s THE school heartthrob. At a party at his house she encounters a really different and interesting guy whom she later finds out is Max’s brother. It’s Aaron she loves and Max who she is dating. As she is navigating this very uneven terrain something awful happens and Zoe feels she is to blame. But who is it that dies? Pitcher manages to keep this epistolary novel completely suspenseful to the end. This will engage readers with it’s unusual theme, format, and it’s maddening uncertainty until the end.