In “Water’s Edge,” a seemingly orderly house rises up. A house where daily life unfolds without incident. But, like dust accumulating under the rugs, there are stories that have been carefully concealed.

This domestic normalcy begins to crack little by little. What seemed insignificant begins to weigh heavily. And like water seeping silently through the drain, the unspoken begins to surface, overflowing the boundaries of the house and its inhabitants.