I was really hoping for a good zombie story local to my hometown. And I still am, because this was not. Mostly there was just too much going on, jumping around between characters and locations with no clue as to how they would fit together. It was obviously going to be supernatural in nature, being a (sort of) zombie book, but there was actually a little too much of that going on, too. A lot of it obviously lifted from other sources with very little original thinking. (The Colt that kills anything was very Supernatural
. Kept making me think of the Colt they had that--killed everything.)
But the real problem was that *everyone* seemed to be psychic. Our protagonist is a man with partial sight in one eye, and apparently super-vision. He can sense any and everything going on around him, including when a man who enters his store is carrying a small pistol under his coat. Not to mention his ability to read by feeling the impressions of ink on paper.
However, despite these abilities, his wife, who for some reason likes to hide from him, does so by mysteriously making herself invisible. Because that's how you hide from a blind man who can literally see more than any sighted person. Or something like that.
Throw in his twins who not only read each other's minds but can tell what's happening to other rooms and know what's going to happen in advance, and we don't really need the spell book, magic Colt, and living dead.
I came close to giving up when our blind hero's wife didn't bother to voice disapproval of a plan because she knew he could already read the expression on her face. But I kept hoping it would turn into *something* readable. It never did, and I'm seriously pissed at myself for wasting five days plugging through it.
There wasn't any resolution in the end, either, leading me to believe it might be the beginning of a series. That would exemplify living dead better than the story itself.