One summer morning, a girl drowns in the pool of her house. Her little body stays there until her mother finds it and leaves her other daughter, Cleo, alone in the house for hours. Soon Cleo’s aunt will arrive with “the cousins”: Leoncia, Manuela and Nerina.

Each girl will be immersed in a particular micro universe; while Cleo, marked by the tragedy of her sister, is unable to express it; her mother is locked in her room, while her aunt cares for her depression.

That is why Cleo, along with her cousins, will immerse herself in the feminine world of childhood, just as perverse as death itself: the fear of never having kissed, the fear of being alone forever, the fear of menstruation “that is like babies that cannot come to the world and die,” a body that no longer belongs to the same person that inhabits it. The change, the irreversible change of maturity.