Brian Gotta

Below is an excerpt from my young adult/contemporary novel, Him, which you can order on Amazon.

Finally, the door opened, and He grabbed the thing around my neck and escorted me to the room where my food was waiting in my bowl.

Camille was still there. He and she were pouring water into their bowls and putting them into the big thing where His bowls go after He uses them. I have one bowl, but He needs a lot of them of all different shapes and sizes. Shiny sticks too, which He stabs food with and puts in His mouth. It seems that it would be much simpler to just move His face down to his food and eat the way I do, but I’m sure He has His reasons.