This is a notice that this review has very little of a review and more of a story. I chose it several months ago to be our #lcamamos of June as it contained tales of three of my great favorite authors: King (3 tales), Simmons (another 3), and Martin (only one, but very long, so much so that it could be considered a novella).
When I had read the first three, a bit disappointed by the lack of substance, to be honest, Leíto died and I abandoned the book. I abandoned everything, what the hell. But there are two things that have made me return to it: one, to try to overcome the challenge even though it was past the deadline, and two, because I realized that in the photo it was in it. Without my knowing it, Leo was making his last appearance in a photograph of my readings. Knowing this upset me and obliged me to finish it.
Only the last story, the one by Martin, has fascinated me, but it has been okay.