Namenlos
Warum Mütter töten
A psychological novel about guilt and motherhood.
Kyiv at war: Anastasia has almost nothing left – except her three-year-old daughter. When the worst day of her life starts to repeat, snapping back to the beginning at 05:07 again and again, she is the only one who grasps what is happening.
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A note on the content. The novel tells of domestic and sexualised violence, poverty, suicide and the death of a child. For mothers of small children it can be very hard to read. Recommended from the age of 16.
Blurb
“I have killed. And not only once.”
Kyiv, in the middle of the war. Anastasia has almost nothing left: no money, no electricity, a husband who hides and drinks – and a daughter who turns three today. It is meant to be a good day. It becomes the worst of her life.
The next morning the same day starts again from the beginning. And again. And again. At 05:07 sharp time jumps back – and only Anastasia remembers. Whatever she does has no consequences. No guilt. No prison. No way out.
A day that does not count – and allows everything.
The question is not whether she kills. It is why.
The artefact — the slippers
The day before, she buys slippers for her daughter on Andriyivskyy Descent in Kyiv. A basement shop, no sign above the door. On the shelves beside them: a copper-red wig, a coiled whip, a box of cards and an old compass whose needle never comes to rest. “At home a child should not be cold,” the voice says. Sixty hryvnia – exactly what she has in her coat pocket. She is given no receipt. The next morning the loop begins. And when she finds the street again, the narrow stairway is missing.
It is the same shop: Namenlos.
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