It sucked. It is actually more of a novella, and it is tedious. The basic plot is a young girl is apprenticing with a couple of old timers on a small newspaper on some island in Maine. The old coots tell her of an unsolved mystery of a guy who was found dead sitting on a bench on a deserted beach.
Here’s why it sucked. The mystery is never solved. So you read through all this cutesy dialog basically for nothing. I want my mysteries solved, my loose ends tightened up, my stories with a beginning, a middle and an end. I have enough mysteries in real life. I read for entertainment, education, and escape. No point in escaping to more horse manure, is there?
And anyway, like I said, it is really a novella. A fairly short read.
OK, so I’m not nuts about everything King writes. Earl Stanley Gardner he ain’t. So what. I still love him for The Dark Tower. That whole tale continues to stay with me.