Description
Sylvie does the grocery shopping, the laundry, the scheduling, the schlepping, and the PTA-ing, while planning her son's Bar Mitzvah and cheerfully tending her husband, who's been lying on the sofa with a broken ankle. She's also secretly addicted to the Oxycontin intended for her husband. She tells herself that the pills are temporary, just a gift, and that when the supply runs out she'll go back to her regularly scheduled programming....