Outside, sitting in her Volvo, Diane is peering through the smokey wetness, watching the woman inside the schoolroom. She is talking to the windscreen wipers: "Just walk in. Just do it". Such a small and simple act. Joining the choir. How to know? How to feel that slight quickening of future fear? This darkly cruel and witty thriller is the story of a choir driven by the Machiavellian obsession of their Choir Mistress. The individual stories of the...