Gwendy’s Button Box
Read an ExcerptRichard Chizmar | Stephen King
The little town of Castle Rock, Maine has witnessed some very strange events and unusual visitors over the years, but there is one story that has never been told … until now.
There are three ways up to Castle View from the town of Castle Rock: Route 117, Pleasant Road, and the Suicide Stairs. Every day in the summer of 1974 twelve-year-old Gwendy Peterson has taken the stairs, which are held by strong (if time-rusted) iron bolts and zig-zag up the cliffside.
At the top of the stairs, Gwendy catches her breath and listens to the shouts of the kids on the playground. From a bit farther away comes the chink of an aluminum bat hitting a baseball as the Senior League kids practice for the Labor Day charity game.
One day, a stranger calls to Gwendy: “Hey, girl. Come on over here for a bit. We ought to palaver, you and me.”
On a bench in the shade sits a man in black jeans, a black coat like for a suit, and a white shirt unbuttoned at the top. On his head is a small neat black hat. The time will come when Gwendy has nightmares about that hat. …
Journey back to Castle Rock again in this chilling new novella by Stephen King, bestselling author of The Bazaar of Bad Dreams, and Richard Chizmar, award-winning author of A Long December.Trade Hardcover | eBook
Full color cover artwork by Ben Baldwin | Interior artwork by Keith Minnion
Published by: Cemetery Dance Publications
Publication Date: 2017
Praise & Reviews
“Readers will eagerly devour this thought-provoking, satisfying tale, even as it leaves them unsettled.”
— Booklist starred review (read the whole review)
“This bite-size gem of a story packs quite a punch, and the only complaint readers will likely have is that it isn’t longer.”
— Publishers Weekly (read the whole review)
“Man, I love this story! The whole thing just races and feels so right-sized and so scarily and sadly relevant. Loved the characters … and the sense of one little girl’s connection to the whole world through this weird device. It all just sang.
— JJ Abrams