“I get the urge for going but I never seem to go.”
Constance Hardy is at a mental and emotional standstill and she seems to be doing nothing about it. But one winter morning, she witnesses a shocking death and her transformation begins. Finally, this middle-aged high school teacher, unhappy wife and mother of a troubled teenager, responds by detonating a series of personal explosions that hurl her as far as possible from her old self.
Constance, Across grippingly affirms that the journey to selfhood is not the path we choose, but one that chooses us.
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