mom, dad and timmy are all gathered together, albeit in a scattered fashion, to break through the dark of dysfunctionality. the "lumpy" rug in the center stage is truly the main character of the play; mom, dad, and timmy are simply what lies underneath, yet visible to those who can see them. will they break through to "unlump" the rug that is their existence? welcome to the denial family; may you stay for the entire duration of timothy j. verret's kaleidoscope of an american family that might be yours?