Bitsy is a newlywed with a baby when she figures out that her spouse is cheating on her. They get into an argument and he tries to drown her in the kitchen sink but she saves herself by smashing him in the face with a package of frozen meat. Frightened by the possible consequences (her spouse belongs to a wealthy and powerful family), she leaves him unconscious on the floor and grabs her baby and his car and flees town.
She soon ditches his car and buys a used one. But unknown to her, she has a stowaway. The seller's ward has hidden in the back of the used car and is demanding that Bitsy take her to find her mom (who is probably dead) and threatens to turn Bitsy in if she refuses. Bitsy's in-laws have splashed the story all over the media and so she gives into the brat's blackmail. They end up in a resort town where Bitsy gets a job at a restaurant. But it all comes to pieces when she runs afoul of a coworker's jealous girlfriend. Bitsy decides to leave town, but during the panic of leaving, she drives off with her baby on the roof of the car and is, fortunately for the baby, is quickly stopped by the police. She goes to prison and her spouse is awarded sole custody of baby Jennifer.
And so begins one of the most boring stories of a boring family of boring women and their boring, disfunctional lives, that is supposed to be funny, engaging and witty but is mostly just boring.
The abusive spouse never gets exposed for nearly killing Bitsy, the foul in-laws are never forced to give Bitsy back her child, the child is spoiled rotten and turns into a repulsive bitch.
By the end of the story, I was sick of the whole lot of them. What a bunch of gutless wonders. And I was totally tired of Dorothy's stupid, deluded letters to the various First Ladies of the time.
Also the book is way too long, 528 pages in the hardcover edition. It just goes on and on and on. Ugh!
Review by Publishers Weekly.
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