Alice in Bed is, not surprisingly, about Alice in bed. Sound sexy? In part, it is, which is very surprising. For though Alice is indeed as sexy as a bright, beautiful, liberated postadolescent can be, the bed she occupies is a hospital bed, where she is visited by a succession of doctors, good, bad, enormously indifferent to her pain but in several cases extremely responsive to her charms. Mention should also be made of less than dedicated nurses, splitting parents, weirdo relatives, and a multitude of others as mystified as Alice is about the mysterious malady that has placed her in this highly compromised position. Fortunately, Alice is far more than a sexy sickie. She is wise beyond her years, witty past all propriety, and as fresh and funny a heroine as has ever graced the pages of a novel. As a cure for all that ails you, Alice in Bed rivals penicillin and even (dare we say it) chicken soup.