![]() The first thought that came into my head was: “some books are dangerous.” Trust me, Duma Key is one such book. The hairs on the back of my neck bristled and a chill fell upon the room and I swear I thought the lights dimmed for a second. Duma Key isn’t a safe place for daughters.” If you mean to stay, Edgar, you mustn’t invite your daughter back. A pretty thing with blond hair? I may be confusing her with my own sister Hannah - I tend to do that, I know I do - but in this case, I think I’m right. ![]() Didn’t she? I seem to remember her waving to me. I think you have a daughter, and I believe she visited you. “Edgar, one is sure you’ll make a very nice neighbour, I have no doubts on that score, but you must take precautions. It serves as a taste of what Edgar Freemantle might experience upon relocating himself to Florida, to an idyllic beach-front residence called Duma Key: I was about a quarter of the way into Stephen King’s Duma Key and feeling a sense of growing dread and dark foreboding when I came upon this passage spoken by the elderly property owner Elizabeth Eastlake. ![]() Published by Hodder & Stoughton UK (as reviewed) ![]()
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