Scott invites Jennifer to his house in Redford, the very same town she grew up in. It’s a place she’s made great effort to put behind her, for not all her childhood memories are sunny. When she accepts Scott’s invite and returns to her old hometown, she struggles with mixed feelings, especially when she learns of the death of Steven Winters, one of her and Scott’s childhood friends.
Scott invites three other people from their past to honor Steven’s memory—Corey, Traci, and Mark. But the group is more than old friends. They share a dark secret that has troubled them for decades. Now it’s time to face their traumatic pasts. Together, they must unravel the mystery of what happened that night in the patch of forest behind Scott’s house, a place once known as Suicide Woods.
From the author of Gone to See the River Man comes a chilling novel that reminds us old ghosts are the ones that haunt us most.
Twenty years ago seven teenagers went into suicide woods on Halloween, to party, camp out, and scare themselves a little. Only six of them made it out alive.
They went their separate ways after that, never wanting to think about that night, trying to put it, and each other out of sight and out of mind.
Now all these years later, the messages come to each of them from the one person who stayed in town. Scott still lives in the house near suicide woods and he has bad news. Their childhood friend Steven has passed away and he wants them all to come back in honor of his memory. He claims this reunion was Steven's final wish and he has a message to share with them.
Is he telling the truth or does he have nefarious reasons for wanting his former friends to return? He's certainly acting a bit strange.
There's an old saying that tells us you can't go home again. Maybe that should be changed to "Don't go back if you were lucky enough to survive the first time."
As a fan of small-town horror, I loved the atmosphere and the characters, These are people I could have gone to school with. The friends, the lovers, the nerdy kid, it's like I knew them all. But then came the sudden fear of the unknown. The party went from innocent fun, to fight for survival. You wouldn't think you could get claustrophobia from reading about being outside in the forest but I did start to feel like those trees were closing in on me. I'm not going to tell you anything about what really happened that night in the woods but it has me staring suspiciously out my window on the lookout for more than just wildlife, and I won't be answering any calls or emails from long lost friends who want to reunite.
5 out of 5 stars
My thanks to Cemetery Dance Publications.
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