This is a profound look at relationships and their darker side. It explores familial, friendships and romantic relationships with a bright light shined in the worst corners. Manipulation, betrayal, and pain are in the forefront. To be so manipulated, even from grave, made for a lot of food for thought. At the end of the day, to me, we are all responsible for our own actions and happiness. I won't say how this is relevant or how things play out because it really unfolds perfectly and I wouldn't want to spoil that. It will certainly leave you with a lot to ponder about love and vulnerability.
A word, a single word defines a moment for Anne. She needs to find a new one when her spouse, Frank, leaves her at the age of forty-seven, coming out of the closet literally in a closet.
She finds herself back in her hometown of Skvallerby, Connecticut among her high school friends which she had left in her past.
An inheritance from a frenemy leaves her with the means to meddle and spy on the lives of mutual acquaintances.
In an attempt to run from her reality Anne becomes engrossed in a game of fun and flirtation with her friend and fellow sufferer Connie.
Their fun games turn into a deadly reality. It is no longer a game. Life, death and not even a defining word can stop the reality of manipulation.