4.5 stars 
 I loved this book. Others will disagree, I know, but I think this trilogy is some of the best writing King has done in years. Everything about this book is near perfect, from the bittersweet ending to the title. (Though I think the epilogue was mostly unnecessary.) 
 While King can tell a wicked story, I don't always care about his characters. Sometimes it seems like they're only so much grist for the mill (the mill that chews characters up and turns them into tiny, bloody pieces, that is). But with Bill, Holly, and even Jerome once he stopped his ridiculous Tyrone act, King has had time to add flesh to the skeletons and make these people real--ones with flaws, ones with maddening quirks, but ones you love all the same. I will miss them, and I will miss this series. 
 I could be wrong, but I think this is the only King book I've ever read without a "Dear Constant Reader" letter at the beginning or end. I missed it. It was almost like King was gone, and this book was published after his passing. Thankfully not true, but very sad to contemplate.