This is the second book in The Dark Tower series of Stephen King.
I was very pleasantly surprised after the flatness of the first book, which in truth is really a prologue than a book of itself. The first door hurls an injured Gunslinger into the mind of a cocaine smuggling junkie sweating onboard a flight from Bermuda, the second a crippled female of the 1960’s with a split personality and an attitude, the third being the person responsible for the cripples afflictions. It was interesting how a stranger sees and copes with the differences between generations, environments, languages and so forth.
It is quite brave for such a writer to embark on a series of novels where by the beginning of book two the main character has lost fingers on one hand and toes on one foot, and a secondary character totally dependant upon a wheelchair.
Onto book three – The Waste Lands