Thirteen year old Maya is bored on this stiflingly hot day at her grandparents’ house. Time has felt suspended since her grandmother’s death. Her mother is consumed by practicalities, her father is unable to finish his latest composition, her step brother is ignoring her, and even her grandfather is uncharacteristically distant. But when she finds an old photograph, the atmosphere in the household begins to shift. Past lovers resurface, and memories refuse to be buried any longer. Each person encounters a moment of guilty pleasure, which transports them from their realities, just like the bubbles Maya so likes to gaze at.