Keekās life was totally perfect.
Keek and her boyfriend just had their Worst Fight Ever, her best friend heinously betrayed her, her parents are divorcing, and her momās across the country caring for her newborn cousin, who may or may not make it home from the hospital. To top it all off, Keekās got the plague. (Well, the chicken pox.) Now sheās holed up at her grandmotherās technologically-barren house until further notice. Not quite the summer vacation Keek had in mind.
With only an old typewriter and Sylvia Plathās The Bell Jar for solace and guidance, Keekās alone with her swirling thoughts. But one thingās clear through her feverish hazeāsheās got to figure out why things went wrong so she can put them right.