On a trek with her mother and brother, nine-year-old Trisha gets lost in the woods. She’s sure she’ll find the path, but she doesn’t. She walks straight on for several days, eating what she can find, listening to the Red Socks games on her Walkman and talking to an imaginary Tom Gordon who walks beside her. But she can feel something in the woods following her. It’s difficult to relax with Stephen King, you never know where the story is going, especially this one. All endings are possible. For once, I quite enjoyed the suspense.
“Pree-cisely, sugar, subaudible. I don’t believe in any actual thinking God that marks the fall of every bird in Australia or every bug in India, a God that records all of our sins in a big golden book and judges us when we die – I don’t want to believe in a God who would deliberately create bad people and then deliberately send them to roast in a hell He created – but I believe there has to be something.”