Here, too, the hero-ten-year-old Harvey Swick-encounters another world, by having his cry of boredom answered by a yellow-skinned man named Rictus who flies through Harvey's bedroom window and offers to take him to ``Holiday House.'' The boy agrees and, led through a wall of fog, finds himself in a magical place where, during each 24 hours, all four seasons pass (hot, sunny afternoons snowy winter nights, etc.) along with their holidays, including Christmas mornings that find Harvey's most cherished wishes answered beneath the tree. Barker's adult novels (Imajica, 1991, etc.) deal with the play between our world and fabulous alternate realities. Is it penance? Cockiness? A final burst of youth? Whatever the reasons, in recent years, several middle-aging horror authors have written children's books (rarely marketed as such): Whitley Strieber's Wolf of Shadows (1985) Stephen King's The Eyes of the Dragon (1987) Dean Koontz's Oddkins (1988)-and now, from Barker, a ``fable'' about a wish-granting house that may be the weakest of the lot.
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