Acclaimed author of Summerwater and Ghost Wall, Sarah Moss is back with a sharply observed and darkly funny novel for our times. 'A tense page turner . .. I gulped The Fell down in one sitting' - Emma Donoghue'Gripping, thoughtful and revelatory' - Paula Hawkins'This slim, intense masterpiece is one of my best books of the year' - Rachel Joyce'Her work is as close to perfect as a novelist's can be' The Times At dusk on a November evening in 2020 a woman slips out of her garden gate and turns up the hill. Kate is in the middle of a two-week quarantine period, but she just can't take it any more - the closeness of the air in her small house, the confinement.And anyway, the moor will be deserted at this time. Nobody need ever know. But Kate's neighbour Alice sees her leaving and Matt, Kate's son, soon realizes she's missing.And Kate, who planned only a quick solitary walk - a breath of open air - falls and badly injures herself. What began as a furtive walk has turned into a mountain resc
