What am I doing here? she demanded, bewildered.Youre having dinner, her little brother said.Stop it! Im not hungry. Stop it!John held the spoon in front of her. His cherubic face was dark with anger. You said you wouldnt leave me.What are you talking about? Mary demanded.You said you wouldnt do it. You wouldnt leave me alone, John said. But you tried, didnt you?I dont know what youre babbling about. She noticed Astrid then, leaning against a filing cabinet. Astrid looked like shed been dragged through the middle of a dog fight. Little Pete was sitting cross-legged, rocking back and forth. He was chanting, Good-bye, Nestor. Good-bye, Nestor.Mary, you have an eating disorder, Astrid said. The secret is out. So cut the crap.Eat, John ordered, and shoved a spoonful of food in her mouth. None too gently.Swallow, John ordered.Let meShut up, Mary.
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About Michael Grant, Hunger
Michael Grant, Hunger.
Themes
- Alone — Solitude, independence, and the experience of being alone