Linda has lived in a quiet neighbourhood since fleeing the dark events of her childhood in Wales. Now she sits in her kitchen, wondering if this is all there is -- pushing the vacuum around and cooking fish fingers for tea, a far cry from the glamorous lifestyle she sees in the glossy catalogues coming through the door for the house's previous occupant, Rebecca. Linda's husband Terry isn't perfect -- he picks his teeth, tracks dirt through the house, and spends most of his time in front of the TV. But that seems fairly standard -- until he starts keeping odd hours at work, at around the same time young women start to go missing in the neighbourhood. If only Linda could track down and befriend Rebecca, maybe some of that enviable lifestyle would rub off on her. But the grass isn't always greener: you can't change who you really are, and there's something nasty lurking behind the net curtains on Cavendish Avenue.