The Family Across the Street:

In a normal family, in a normal house, on a normal street, everything is about to go horribly wrong....

You’d never know what secrets the house on Hogarth Street holds - what’s happening, right this second, behind closed doors.

An emerald-green front lawn. Perfectly trimmed hedging. An ivy-covered front gate and the scent of honeysuckle in the air. In the yard, two scooters lie on the grass. One blue, one pink, belonging to five-year-old twins.

But if you look closely, you’ll see the windows closed on the hottest day of the year.

If you listen carefully, you’ll hear the sound of a mother reassuring her precious children, the son and daughter she’d do anything for, as she holds their little hands. It’s okay, Mama’s here.

If you manage to get past the locked doors, you’d find her blaming herself. For the mistakes she has made. The choices that have to led to this moment. Her regrets about trusting the wrong people.