His power becomes a tricky boon when one of his mother’s best clients ends up dead before delivering the meal ticket manuscript for the family, the ninth work in a cycle of romantic suspense yarns about Roanoke. Though some days better than others, living beats the alternative. Soon enough, his mom’s cushy career as a literary agent goes bust thanks to a Ponzi scheme in the arts, and his life gets progressively more claustrophobic, a little harder, but it carries on as life has a habit of doing. He’s had a couple of frightful encounters (one in particular involves an accident scene near Central Park), but for the most part the dead are just quiet things, waiting out their final days on earth, fading a little more each day. At that point, the power is mostly innocuous, allowing Jamie to help his elderly neighbor find a missing wedding ring. He sees her shade waiting there alongside her hubby, unseen and unheard by everyone but the six-year-old kid. Jamie’s story is an episodic one, which starts with him coming home from school with one of those hand turkey drawings that he holds in high regard, only to learn that a neighbor’s wife has died. It is also author Stephen King’s third release through the Hard Case Crime imprint, and it’s nothing less than a cause for celebration among the author’s fans as well as enthusiasts for quirky, weird crime fiction. Later is Jamie’s first-person account of the times when he was younger that this power served as both a blessing and a curse. Jamie Conklin knows this to be the case because, as he recounts from the comfortable seat of a twenty-five-year old guy, he’s always been able to see and talk with the dead. We may not like the answers they have for us, but those answers will be honest as the dead personality sees it. If there’s an inviolable rule to the universe, it’s this: The dead cannot lie when asked direct questions. What Any Reasonable… on Down but Not Yet Out in Chicag… Low Budget Regional… on These Woods Get Dark Fast: The… Low Budget Regional… on I Think You’re Too Gentl… Low Budget Regional… on SEQUELITIS: A NIGHTMARE ON ELM… Low Budget Regional… on The Dead Take Much Blood: The… Infected With Where I Live/Let Me Live Without This Empty Bliss: Cyn Balog’s You Won’t Believe Me.Richard III in the 1980s: Warlock (1989).

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