Katty’s evil ex-boyfriend tries to kidnap their daughter, Bea.
When druggies from her past want to reconnect—she’s their next free lunch.
Voices haunt her. “Mommy, Mommy!” But they’re not her daughter.
A cute cop seems interested in her, but she doesn’t deserve that kind of love.
Katty reverts to the only comfort she knows—tiny bottles filled with burning, yellow liquid.
