Where the kid you remember seeing riding his bicycle around the block grew up to be a drug dealer. where the happy couple that you wave at while mowing the lawn are about to get a divorce. where the prom queen is hiding her pregnancy. where your son or daughter is a mystery. you thought you knew your town. you thought you knew the people in it. you are mistaken. your close knit community is tearing apart at the seams and you can do nothing to stop it. welcome to Rosewood Heights. you grew up here. the people living here are your family. you don't know them at all.