Randolph "Dilda" Carter

A goofy bit of suburban horror that never really does much. Kind of like those TV programs you watch that aren't very good but seem to be part of the family and give you a warm homey feeling even when you are alone.

A woman has a near death experience in childbirth. Charon the ferryman of the River Styx (not that Mr. Roboto band) gets the hots for the near-death gal and all watery hell breaks loose. Some nice people are menaced by some dead people. The usual cadre of disposable characters die: elderly mother, cop, mean ex-husband. At some point a priest is called in and the badness goes away.

Everything about this was white bread and vanilla flavored (artificial of course). A book that probably never should have been written, waste of paper and ink.