When Caroline's brother suddenly dies, her fifteen-year-old niece, Sophie, becomes her charge. In short order the family of distinct parts crashes together into a confused mass. In time, the quirky, disparate family is redefined and uniquely made whole.
The year she stopped eating and working and talking, she devolved, draping cloth over mirrors, not brushing her teeth. She went from Emily Dickinson to Sylvia Plath to Anne Sexton, reading their work over and over, copying their words. A day came. She reached for a pencil... cracked egg, hot griddle. Her first poem filled two pages. She now eats oatmeal and wanton soup from the Chinese restaurant.