Nothing is as it seems...
in Hickory Hill, a diverse neighborhood coveted for raising children with its manicured lawns, fancy cars and reputable school district. Neighbors Allie and Clem learn the hard way that sitting on a balcony to “survey” what the other neighbors are doing might lead to more than their coffee cups can hold. In this who-done-it, Allie’s naïve assumptions show just how little most of us really know each other, no matter how close we are.
Who are the culprits? The neighbor whose breath could peel a pineapple? The neighbor with more Bondo in her face than a ’67 Chevy? Or the high-strung guy who has an Adam’s Apple that looks like a beetle running up and down in his neck?
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With enough cookies and cake, Allie has always believed there isn’t a problem that can’t be solved, but the dire events around the world, terrorism, natural disasters, political uprisings, shootings, coupled with her own daily trivialities, cause her to spiral down into a self-reflection that forces her to deal with her own past. She and all the other neighbors soon learn that ignoring the red flags waving right in front of their eyes can lead to a domino-effect of trouble that not even a bucket of frosting can help.
