'She was a good person when she wasn't drunk.' Debbie's earliest memory of her mother is that her mother was not there, but any story of neglect always has two sides. When Debbie's daughter, Heather, says she wants to write a book about her upbringing, Debbie begins to string together jagged memories of growing up with Stella, and it's proving more painful than she could've ever imagined. Part memoir, part biography, part imagination,...