The day before Christmas Eve, Esther drives to her sister’s house in the woods to bring her a gift and a bottle of wine. A snowstorm sets in. The present remains unopened. The wine does not. Things are said that would be better left unsaid. And things are done that can never be undone.
Esther was actually supposed to be preparing for Christmas with her husband and children in the city: shopping, buying a tree – there were plenty of things that needed to be done. But she couldn’t stop thinking about her sister Sue, who has been living all alone in a huge house deep in the woods ever since her divorce. So she got in the car and drove off – just to make sure everything was all right and that Sue was at least taking her meds. She can’t invite her into the city. Because what if she goes crazy again – like last year? When she arrives at the house in the woods, Esther realizes Sue wants to get rid of her. What does she have to hide? A snowstorm develops. For the first time since they were kids, the sisters get to talking, and no stone is left unturned – until one of them reaches for a knife. With a blanket of snow covering everything, smothering every sound…
In her new psychological thriller, Judith Merchant pits two unreliable narrators against each other in an eerily intense chamber piece about a toxic relationship in which nothing is as it seems.
