This story is also very short, Ray does not mince words when he doesn't need to. In fact I dare say he cuts them short and chops them down like a man destroying a forest. Bradbury has a talent, but as this is possibly the fifth or sixth story of his that I've read, I've begun to notice the pattern.

No this isn't awful nor is it a hatchet and a burial for Bradbury. Every Rider has their niche, that one thing they write a lot of and it seems to go on and on and on in their books. There are many romance writers who write the same thing over and over again for example. In Bradbury's case, he really likes to write bad wives.

It feels very hard to find a loving wife among all of these books by him every husband is tormented by his awful wife who has an awful perspective on him. And while this is becoming predictable and a little bit boring I can see how it lends itself to the horror.

This one is a little bit of a letdown however. We never really learned the evil, much like most of his books, but a lot of the time it seems like the evil is just in their heads and they're all going crazy in a room. It's hard to figure out what is going on by the end of this book besides the wife has met most wives' fates in a Ray Bradbury book. ( )