This story makes me think of the classroom my tenth grade parenting class was held in. The room was tucked away at the end of the oldest hallway in my high school. Built in the 1940s or 1950s, that hallway was cramped and out of date and falling apart. Thanks to the continual cuts in Alabama's education fund, etc., the hallway (which was sandwiched between two newer additions) had never really been updated, and certainly had a mid-century vibe. The room my parenting class was held in was very spacious and . . . well, hella dated. One walked in the door off the hallway and came to a smaller hallway. Turning right led to a small mock family room, which was almost never used (and decked out in '80s pastels). Turning left led to the main classroom, which was used for all home economic courses. There were stoves and fridges, and long rows of sewing machines. The teacher, an old grump on the verge of retirement (and she probably counted down the days, that hateful bag), even used a typewriter to make up our tests. Talk about quant!
Anywho, this story reminds me of that classroom: the room in which the heating ducts rumbled in the wintertime and the windows would leak during big rain events. I was there late one evening for some reason or another, with friends (we were there for something related to Spanish club, I remember, and we were wandering the halls). We went into the home ec. room and quickly left. It was just so creepy! I can't really describe it. The final scene of this story reminds me of that night.
I've always liked this story. I think of it as the spring pad for ideas King would use again later, specifically evil and/or bullies from childhood showing up again — against all odds and sanity — in adulthood. See It, The Library Policeman, et cetera. For that reason alone, I think this story is very cool. Published in the mid-70s, this tale is . . . well, kind of dated. But I like it. As I've mentioned in several reviews, I am lover of all things '70s, and that includes dated stories of that era. They have such charm.
I don't know if I would say this story is scary . . . but it is certainly creepy. I feel the ending is a little lackluster (hence my docking a star), but the rest is pretty much stellar.
King Connections
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Favorite Quote
"That Night he had the dream again.
The dream was always cruelly slow. There was time to see and feel everything. And there was the added horror of reliving events there were moving toward a known conclusion, as helpless as a man strapped into a car going over a cliff."
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