Under My Skin was interesting, surprising and frustrating all at once. I love a good thriller, and this one had so many good points, the few mis-steps were jarring. The main character, Poppy, was so thoroughly devastated by her husband's murder, she blacked out and lost three days. A year on, and she still isn't sure if she wants those days back. This is where things got a bit muddled. The dreams/flashbacks/hallucinations were so confusing. I understand this was intentional, the flashes of her lost time were supposed to create tension, keep the reader and the protagonist interested in finding out what had happened during those missing days. So much hinged on her remembering, it was almost a disappointment when she (spoiler) finally does.

I really felt that some of the supporting characters were thrown in there for red herrings. They didn't offer much in the way of development for either the plot or the main character. The central mystery was interesting, but the way Unger doled out the information was too disjointed, too abrupt in places. All that being said, I enjoyed reading this book.  It kept my interest and the eventual reveal of who-done-it was satisfying.  I'd recommend!