At number eighteen, there’s Susan, who spends her nights standing out on the street in darkness outside an eighteen-year-old boy’s home, staring, just staring up at his bedroom window. She’s no deranged stalker though. She’s just an ordinary woman dealing with the unimaginable the only way she knows how. Then there’s her daughter Melissa, desperately trying to keep up some semblance of normality at home. But with her mother acting like a crazy lady, what chance has she?

Right next door is Jayne, sixty-something years young, Pollyanna-positive and determined to squeeze every last drop of enjoyment out of life. Normally she takes a kind, almost grandmotherly care of young Melissa, but as the play opens, she has other matters on her mind.