Gi, that's how I felt after finishing "Cujo".
After they escape from the car, but not in time to save Tad, and the father comes across the poem he had written for him about no monsters in his room, I cried my eyes out. As a father, I'm not sure how King was able to even conceive, much less write, that plotline.
I usually enjoy rereading King's books, because he's so descriptive and the details are so rich, but that's one I've never picked up again. The movie, thankfully, had the ending changed.
