By Dean Koontz
The voters of Moonlight Cove are altering. a few are wasting contact with their inner most feelings. Others are surrendering to their wildest urges. And the few who stay unchanged are completely terrified—if no longer brutally murdered at nighttime. input the surprising global of Moonlight Cove, the place 4 not likely survivors confront the darkest geographical regions of human nature...
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Just don’t give up on us yet,” Emmie said, and Sadie did hug her then, held her tight and promised that she’d never give up on Em matter what, which wasn’t particularly reassuring, since it still left the possibility that she might give up on Deacon and leave them a And later, after Sadie had left the room and there were only the outside noises and Patty Duke and all the strange creaks and thum old house makes at night when it thinks no one is listening, Emmie told herself a story to make her sleepy again.
Saben White’s rusty old Chevy Impala is sitting directly in front of the park’s front gates—six vertical concrete columns painted hi shades of blue and red and yellow, neons faded now almost to pastels, and there’s a sagging cross span with giant red-and-white p letters and the gaps where other letters are missing to gaily spell out ROCK PO NT. When they pull up, Saben’s standing near the car, smoking a cigarette. For the last half mile, Odd Willie’s been singing what he swears is an old radio and TV jingle for the park—Come with your family with your friends.
She watches the busy platform and waits, but no one sits down b and when the train is moving again, she risks another peek and sees that the woman is still sitting right there, so maybe she intends the way down to Manhattan. Emmie hauls her backpack up into the empty seat and tries to concentrate on the world rushing by ou windows—beds of granite and slate carved to make way for the railroad; the twisted, arthritic fingers of bare limbs against the sky buildings boarded up and scarred with graffiti; abandoned warehouses and gas stations; a tiny, neglected graveyard sheltered by en evergreens.