Pablo has a daughter, 15-year-old Erika, an actual full point genius. These characters are chucked into the narrative mixing pot along with Alice's mother with whom she only communicates by Morse code, cheery colleague Bryan, best friend Amy, and, most enlighteningly, Simp, Alice's imaginary childhood friend who has suddenly reappeared after many years' absence.
It's a riveting crew, the best of bunches who love, hate and feel ambivalent toward one another enough to create a bizarre and dryly comical story.
The plot is heavily into Alice's psyche — she bluffs that she doesn't care but is acutely aware of lost chances and past hurts. Simp reappears as a window into her soul, an alter ego able to articulate what Alice knows but doesn't want to admit.
As the story unfurls, Alice stumbles into purpose, fighting it all the way. So much happens that any further discussion of the plot would spoil it but … what is Erika up to?
This is a clever novel that would not long ago have been a near future, apocalyptic piece. As we creep towards 2022 we need this kind of strange to make our world feel normal.