In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay\u27s first paragraph.
They\u27ve started again. Their yelling gets louder and her mother throws a vase at the wall. It explodes with a shattering crash. Her father has come home from O\u27Leary\u27s, reeking of whiskey and stale cigarette smoke, and her mother has spent her time awaiting his return with more than a few gin and tonics. As they begin to scream accusations and threats back and forth, she retreats into the linen closet once again. It\u27s quiet in the linen closet. It\u27s double the size of any other closet in their flat, with many blankets and towels to muffle their drunken screams
