Publisher's Synopsis
Jenny Johnson lives in a world of total beauty and fantasy, hate for obesity and ugliness: Jenny's sister Justine shares the same birthday but not the same beauty nor the same father. Thelma there mother only knows of this secret and keeps it to herself. Thelma's favorite child is Justine; blessed daughter of her husband Richard but, on that sharking same day as her wedding her father had took sexual advantage of her producing Jenny the child Thelma hates. The great family Holiday explosion, that led Thelma's husband Richard to spend more time with his second wife Pam and three children; When his oldest son Tyrone, age six accidentally shoots Richard. HARLEM HOSPITAL ROOM # 517 Richard opens his one good eye to the brightest most painful light, it shoots into his brain flashes over one side to the other, then linger after he closes his eye. Reaching for the eye patch, Richard tries to cover his painful eye resisting taking it off again. Richard notices his face is swollen, numb and burning with sensations as if someone's been using a drill-gun; rotating his tongue. Taste of iron. Richard speaks in a cracked voice, to himself. Is it morning or night? A nurse enters the room. Good morning, Mr. Johnson I see your alert, I'm Sonia, I'll be your day nurse, take these pills. Good, now let me check your vitals. Justine upset about being obese and finding Grandpa had been sexually abusing mother, gets her girls together to make his murder seem like a suicide. Thelma loses her mind while Richard is in the hospital, she takes the sons of Richards and Pam's home; attaching herself to the youngest, and she holds him over a pot of boiling water. Jenny remembers grandpa's reverse-psychology proceeds towards her momma, to help Richard Jr. Jenny shouts... Grandpa is dead! He died last night. Thelma drops Richard Jr. onto the black and White tiled kitchen floor: SPLAT!