A review by jenergy8
Wolves of the Calla by Stephen King

3.0

“And as they walked, that sense of rightness grew. A feeling that all his hard decisions, al the pain and loss and spilled blood, had not been for nothing. after all. There was a reason. There was a purpose. There was life and love. He heard it all in the song of the rose, and he too began to cry. Mostly with relief. Getting here had been a hard journey. Many had died. Yet here they lived; here they sang with the rose. His life had not all been a dry dream after all.”