Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Red Rain by R.L. Stine

Travel writer Lea Sutter finds herself on a small island off the coast of South Carolina, the wrong place at the wrong time. A merciless, unanticipated hurricane cuts a path of destruction through the island and Lea barely escapes with her life.

In the storm’s aftermath, she discovers two orphaned boys—twins. Filled with a desire to do something to help, to make something good of all she witnessed, Lea impulsively decides to adopt them. The boys, Samuel and Daniel, seem amiable and immensely grateful; Lea’s family back on Long Island—husband Mark, a child psychologist, and their two children, Ira and Elena—aren’t quite so pleased. But even they can’t anticipate the twins’ true nature—or predict that, within a few weeks’ time, Mark will wind up implicated in two brutal murders, with the police narrowing in.

First, I have to say I have never read any of Stine's Goosebumps series that my daughter devoured a few years ago.  She just loved and raved about them so I thought an adult book by him could be just the thing to give me the creeps around Halloween.

I liked the idea of Lea being a blogger, a travel one at that.  I felt that I would probably like her since we are already 1) bloggers and 2) I love travel books!.  From the get go, I didn't like Lea.  There's just something false about her that I couldn't connect to.  From the horrific hurricane to when Lea takes the twins home, the story has a good pace. But, I was never creeped out or scared, which was a disappointment.  The fact of it raining blood or red can be a bit off-putting, and the idea of a curse allowing islanders to be dead but still act human, in day to day living, is a bit out there.  I have to hand it to Stine for his imagination and creativity with aspects of the plot.  If you're a big Stine fan, you'll want to read this one, but don't let the 'horror' veer you away from this one.  With only a few graphic scenes, it's really pretty mellow.  I was entertained though, as I had to see how it all played out. 

*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.

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