When a word, a single word defines a moment for Anne she needs to find a new one when her spouse leaves her at the age of 47, coming out of the closet literally in a closet. Anne finds herself back in her hometown amongst her high school friends which she left behind in her past. She is a successful translator. A mother and now an ex-wife. An inheritance from Amanda, the first of her group to die leaves her with the means to meddle and spy on the lives of the picture perfect lives of their mutual acquaintances Anne is at first not very keen on the idea but she meets Connie, and their high school friendship is cemented by one common denominator. They both have lost their spouses. In an attempt to run from her reality, not to deal with her current situation Anne gets engrossed in a game of "fun" and "flirtation" with Connie at her side. Anne however did not read all the files. She did not see all the profiles and it turns out that what to her is fun games turns into a deadly reality. It is no longer a game. It life or death and not even a defining word can stop the reality of manipulation.