When Lizzie Andrews discovers her grandfather dead at the bottom of the stairs she does something stupid in a moment of madness that means she’ll never get away from his house.
But why should that matter? Her fears and obsessions have kept her a prisoner there for years. Then things start moving around in the middle of the night – a misplaced book – a half drunk pint of milk…a dead body!
In her fragile mental state Lizzie begins to believe that her grandfather has come back to punish her for what she did but he can’t possibly still be alive and ghosts don’t do the sort of things that are happening in Walnut Cottage.
Everyone has something in their life that they'd like to bury...