Entertaining and spooky. A young boy is brutally murdered, and a local baseball coach is seen in connection with the crime—even though he wasn’t actually there. 

I really enjoyed the first half of this book! The creeping horror as you realize that Terry was seen doing all these things, yet also knowing that there was no way it was him—that was some good shit. However, as the book went on and you learned more about the crime / who committed it, the less interested I became. I find a lot of true horror comes from the unknown, and King oftentimes doesn’t leave things unknown—he shows the monster, has the monster talk, and explains some of why the monster does what it does. I don’t really like that! I want some ambiguity and shadows, but oh well. This was still a good read.