{"product_id":"sleepwalk-a-novel","title":"Sleepwalk: A Novel","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eAuthor:\u003c\/b\u003e Saul, John\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eBrand:\u003c\/b\u003e BANTAM DELL\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eColor:\u003c\/b\u003e Black\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eEdition:\u003c\/b\u003e Reissue\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eBinding:\u003c\/b\u003e mass_market\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eFormat:\u003c\/b\u003e Deckle Edge\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eNumber Of Pages:\u003c\/b\u003e 480\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eRelease Date:\u003c\/b\u003e 01-11-1990\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eDetails:\u003c\/b\u003e Product Description      \u003cbr\u003e\nA terrifying new novel by the author of Darkness and Shadows\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nBorrego, New Mexico. A peaceful little desert town. Except for one thing. Somebody here hates teenagers.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nHates them. These troublemakers, these rebels, have to be controlled.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nSilenced. Forever.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\nNow he has discovered an insidious way to strike back at them. In their sleep. In their waking hours. Anytime. He is a madman with terrifying powers. And soon, he will draw Borrego's children beyond the brink of night. . . .\u003cbr\u003e\n      About the Author      \u003cbr\u003e\nJohn Saul’s\u003cbr\u003e\n first novel, \u003cbr\u003e\nSuffer the Children, was an immediate million-copy bestseller. His other bestselling suspense novels include \u003cbr\u003e\nPerfect Nightmare,\u003cbr\u003e\n Black Creek Crossing, and \u003cbr\u003e\nThe Presence. He is also the author of the \u003cbr\u003e\nNew York Times bestselling serial thriller \u003cbr\u003e\nThe Blackstone Chronicles, initially published in six installments but now available in one complete volume. Saul divides his time between Seattle and Hawaii.\u003cbr\u003e\n      Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.      \u003cbr\u003e\nPrologue\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n The woman stood at the blackboard at the front of her classroom, watching her students work on the problem she had laid out a few minutes earlier. Though her eyes flicked constantly over the class, her mind wasn’t registering the images her eyes were feeding to it.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n The heat of the day was building, which was good.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n The hotter the sun beating down on the roof, the less the joints in her fingers and toes, her hands, her feet—even her arms and legs now—hurt her.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n That was some consolation, though not much. At least, although the winter’s cold threatened to make her totally immobile, she still had the summers to look forward to—the dry, desert summers, when the heat would soak into her bones and give her some tiny measure of relief, a slight easing of the pain her disease brought with it, a pain that grew each month, along with the ugly deformities of her misshapen joints.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n She was supposed to be better now. The doctor had promised her the new treatment would work.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n No, that wasn’t actually true, she reminded herself. He’d said he hoped it would work; he hadn’t promised her anything\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n She gritted her teeth, and denied herself even the brief solace of a sigh as a sharp pain shot up from her left ring finger.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n Her instinct was to rub the painful finger, but that would only make her right hand hurt more, and already she was barely able to hold the chalk as she carried on her class.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n Against her will, her eyes traveled to the clock.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n Ten more minutes and the noon bell would ring. Another day of summer school would be over.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n She could make it.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n In the fourth row of the classroom the boy stared once more at the problem he’d copied onto the paper on his desk, and quickly computed the solution in his mind. It was right, he was certain, but even if it wasn’t, he didn’t care.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n He put his pencil down and let his gaze wander to the window, where the heat was making the mesa shimmer in the distance.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n That was where he should be today—hiking up on top of the mesa or in the cool of the canyon, swimming in one of the deep holes the river had cut from the canyon’s floor, working the anger out of his system with physical exercise. He’d had another fight with his father that morning, and the last thing he’d wanted to do was go from the oppressiveness of his home to that of the school.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n Perhaps he should just get up and walk out.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n He tried to put the tempting thought out of his mind.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n He had agreed to go to school this summer, and he would.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n But it would be the last summer.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n Indeed, these few weeks of school might be the last ever.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n He looked up at the clock and sucked in his breath.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n Nine more minutes.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n Then, as he watched the second hand jerk slowly around the face of the clock, he had a sudden feeling he was not the only one concerned with the time.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n He glanced instinctively at the teacher.\u003cbr\u003e\n  \u003cbr\u003e\n As if feeling his glance, her eyes shifted from the cl\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eEAN:\u003c\/b\u003e 9780553288346\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003ePackage Dimensions:\u003c\/b\u003e 6.9 x 4.2 x 1.2 inches\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003eLanguages:\u003c\/b\u003e English\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"BANTAM DELL","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":50246449070384,"sku":"Trans_9780553288346","price":525.0,"currency_code":"INR","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0690\/9968\/4144\/files\/718iLZI9iPL.jpg?v=1761376341","url":"https:\/\/www.retailmaharaj.com\/bn\/products\/sleepwalk-a-novel","provider":"Retail Maharaj","version":"1.0","type":"link"}