Valley of the Scarecrow by Gord Rollo
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Review of Valley of the Scarecrow
Did I find this book SCARY? You bet. Imaginative? Ditto. Enthralling? Yep of course. So what more do you need to know ?
“Valley of the Scarecrow” is one of those horror stories that postulates the existence of actual evil, not just psychological misfitting, but real, down-to-earth (or down-to-Hades) evil. Way back during the Great Depression in America, a community of Scottish immigrants following the directives of their pastor, found their crops bountiful and prospering. The problem was, the preacher was enriching himself at the expense of surrounding communities, and he wasn’t growing these incredibly expansive crops through prayer. Instead, he had dealt himself and the Community to “the Man in Black.” Worse comes to worse, and a group of men from the small community unite to stop this devilishness, in a horrifying way.
Decades later, the son of one of that number, now in his eighties, makes the mistake of mentioning the anecdote to his granddaughter, and speaks of the Reverend’s treasure. Greed is set afoot, and she and her ex-boyfriend and several of their best friends decide to hunt the lost community and dig up the treasure, wherever and whatever it may be. Treasure is not all they discover, though.
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