Two half-sisters, one dying father, one house. One left for America twenty years ago. One stayed, took care of everything, and never forgave anyone for it. They resume a twenty-year war over love neither of them was ever in control of. The house has two floors and the two floors mean exactly what you think. Lolita Rodriguez holds everything in. Charito Solis lets everything out. The big scene happens at the wake—the away sa lamay, the fight by the coffin that every Filipino family recognises and dreads. It should be soap opera. It is not. It is an exorcism.