"HILARIOUS... A CHARMING, ENTERTAINING READ." --Los Angeles Times
Eve Mozell is having a lousy day, and she hasn't even gotten past breakfast yet. Her father, a senile ex-alcoholic whose idea of a good joke is goosing his woman doctor, started phoning Eve at 6 a.m. Her teenage son, who alternately ignores and lectures her, is off to a sé ance. ("You know, Mom, all doors are entrances. Think about it.") And a quick glance in the mirror turns out to be a big mistake. "Oh, God, is that my face? ... I need a vacation. No. This is just me. Me at forty-four...."
"What a terrific debut." --Newsweek