When I was in 5th grade, I was at the grocery store with my mom and saw a book on the paperback rack that caught my eye. For years, all I remembered about the book was that it was called Feast and that it was about a cult of autophagia. I remember bringing the book to school and reading passages to my friends Katy and Erica. For whatever reason, I didn't think to check WorldCat until today - and in under 5 minutes, I found out it was Feast by noted horror writer Graham Masterton. You can see why I was attracted to the book. Even at 10, before I was close to naming what I wanted to do with my life, I loved skeletons. I can get it used through Amazon for about $3.50. Should I? I have no idea why my mom would buy me this book at age 11.