Odd little short story. If I'd received it in a plain brown wrapper & been asked to guess the author, King wouldn't have even entered my mind. Usually his characters are so well drawn you feel they could be your neighbour. Here they are lightly sketched & in a couple of cases, one dimensional stereotypes. And the story is...well..."fluffy" is the word that comes to mind
Instead of any suspense or skeery stuff, he wanders dangerously close to *gasp*....dare I say it....cozy territory. By coincidence I had just finished reading/enjoying The Outsider & it's hard to believe these came from the same mind. Ah well, they can't all be homers. I'll just tight & wait for the next full length novel.