She's depressed, they say. Apathetic. Bridget Murphy, almost
eighteen, has had it with her zany family. When she is transferred
to the psych ward after giving birth and putting her baby up for
adoption, it is a welcome relief - even with the manic ranting of a
teen stripper and come-ons of another delusional inmate.
But this oasis of relative calm is short-lived. Christmas is
coming, and Uncle Albert arrives to whisk her back to the bedlam of
home and the booze-soaked social life that got her into trouble in
the first place. Her grandmother raves from her bed, banging the
wall with a bedpan through a litany of profanities. Her father
curses while her mother tries to keep the lid on developmentally
delayed Uncle Rollie. The baby's father wants to sue her, and her
friends don't get that she's changed.