I am a snake.
No, not a rattlesnake. I just look like one. IÕm a gopher snake.
One day an oily, filthy, fleshy human child crossed my path. As luck would have it, he knew the difference between a gopher snake and a rattlesnake. He has imprisoned me in a terrarium. His name is Gunnar. He calls me Crusher. He thinks IÕm male. IÕm not.
He dropped in a dead mouse and hoped IÕd eat it. I buried it. He then dropped in a live one, which he called ÒBreakfast.Ó I didnÕt lay a coil on it.
Gunnar thinks IÕll be his adoring pet. HeÕs wrong.
In fact, I am planning my escape. I may take Breakfast with me.
Crusher will charm readers in this entertaining, clever novel about a snake in captivity and how she turns the tables on her human captor.