It's been eight years since Teegan's son, Noah, died in a plane crash. She's almost gotten over it until she sees an older version of him on a street corner. At first she believes it's her overactive imagination until a father in her support group admits to seeing his son who supposedly died in the same plane crash. Over the course of 2 weeks, 3 more parents have seen their dead children. The memories and the horrors that they all have been working hard to overcome flood their minds. They soon realize maybe the kids were never the target, maybe it was them. After all, they each are a widow to some extent and when you put the first letter of each of their first names together it spells Death.