Stephen King : PET SEMATARY

THE HOUSE LOOKED RIGHT, FELT RIGHT, TO DR LOUIS CREED

Rambling, old, unsmart and comfortable.  A place where the family could settle; the children grow and play and explore.  The rolling hills and meadows of Maine seemed a world away from the fume-choked dangers of Chicago.

Only the occasional big truck out on the two-lane highway, grinding up through the gears, hammering down the long gradients, growled out an intrusive note of threat.

But behind the house and away from the road: that was safe.  Just a carefully cleared path up into the woods where generations of local children had processed with the solemn innocence of the young, taking with them their dead departed pets for burial.

A sad place maybe, but safe.  Surely a safe place.  Not a place to seep into your dreams, to wake you, sweating with fear and foreboding…

423pp

Good condition