Lydia Rabinowitz hates the holidays. Not just some holidays—all holidays. The people in her life want to know where this deep hatred of all things festive came from, but Lydia doesn't have answers. Just the image of a closet's sliding doors and the words "WHERE IS SHE?"
As Lydia desperately tries to avoid any reminder of the holidays, this image and phrase continue to haunt her. Alone on a desert road, she will be forced to confront her real reason for hating the holidays in the murky depths of her childhood memories.