September. A beautiful New York editor retreats to a lonely cabin on a hill in the quiet Maine beach town of Dead River—off season—awaiting her sister and friends. Nearby, a savage human family with a taste for flesh lurks in the darkening woods, watching, waiting for the moon to rise and night to fall...
And before too many hours pass, five civilized, sophisticated people and one tired old country sheriff will learn just how primitive we all are beneath the surface...and that there are no limits at all to the will to survive.
Holy moly, what a ride...this one definitely made me cringe a bit, it got pretty gross. And the ending...nice. I read the note from the author that this was a re-write on the ending. The publishers originally wanted one of the characters to live, but Jack didn't want it that way, so this edition is how he wanted it. And might I say, bravo Mr. Ketchum, bravo. This was the first book I've read by this author, but it probably won't be the last. After this one I definitely needed a nice quiet palate cleansing book.
