Seconds

<p>Two couples spending an evening together in an old Colonial home as they have done many times before. A storm building across an ancient indifferent New England landscape. Two old friends and one woman whose striking paintings adorn the walls and whose absence haunts the memories of the men and the imaginations of their second wives. Who belongs in such a world? Can anyone else get in? Can anyone disenfranchised get back in? A slow-burn taut examination of what we most wish were not true of who we've been and what we've longed for.</p>