My edition: Library book
Rating: 4 stars
If you open your house to strangers, who knows, who might come in. And what they might be after. Or whom. Now, ponder the unthinkable and surrender to your darkest dread, as sinister storyteller extraordinaire John Saul weaves a heart-stopping tale of lurking terror and twisted intent.
Every parent’s nightmare becomes reality for Kara Marshall when her daughter, Lindsay, vanishes from her bedroom during the night. The police suspect that the girl is just another moody teenage runaway, angry over leaving behind her school and friends because her family is moving. But Lindsay’s recent eerie claim-that someone invaded her room when the house was opened to prospective buyers- drives Kara to fear the worst: a nameless faceless stalker has walked the halls of her home in search of more than a place to live.
Patrick Shields recognizes Kara’s pain- and carries plenty of his own since he lost his wife and two children in a devastating house fire. But more than grief draws Patrick and Kara together. He, too, senses the hand of a malevolent stranger in this tragedy. And as more people go missing from houses up for sale, Patrick’s suspicion, like Kara’s, blooms into horrified certainty.
The first time I read this I was about sixteen. I had lived a somewhat sheltered life when it came to books. My mother was strict and I couldn’t read books like this one. Well while I was on a vacation in California to see my dad’s side of the family my aunt let me read a Patricia Cornwell’s book. It started my appetite for thrillers and mysteries. When I got back home and went back to school I saw this in my local library along with another one of his books. I picked the two up and hid it from my mother.
The first book I had read by Saul didn’t scare me. I liked it. For those who want to know it was The Devil’s Labyrinth. I really liked it. Then I got to this book. For some reason this book scared me. Maybe because I tend to have always had the paranoia that someone can break into the house. I still do but today I’m not as scared because I have learned to defend myself and take all necessary precautions. Can’t live in fear.
Anywho, at that time I didn’t know what I do now. So I was scared out of my wits after reading this book. The only person who knew about it was my brother. He didn’t tell because then I wouldn’t help him sneak out at night. What? We were each other’s partner in crime. I made him check under my bed, even though the only person or animal that could fit underneath it was my cat, and my closet. I was a wimp when I was younger.
Since I am older now and not so scared of everything that goes bump in the night. I was at the library browsing when I saw this. I decided to see if it was still as scary as it was when I was still a teen.
Turns out no it isn’t as scary as I remember. I feel my brain may have exaggerated many parts being scary. Granted this could be something that happens today. It’s not a ghost story, or a cult story. This is about a man who goes into open houses, hides and waits for the perfect time to steal the girl. Literally a parent’s worst nightmare.
I had forgotten the ending so I couldn’t remember what happened which was fine by me. I actually don’t remember a lot of what had happened in the book so it was like reading it for the first time but knowing certain parts.
I ended up liking the story this go around. Will I reread it again? No. But it is no longer a one star in this former scaredy cat’s book.