Doesn't it suck when the only person you baptise turns out to be the woman who's been phrogging your residence the whole time?
Well a baptism is a baptism, no matter how you get it. And London is a long way from Utah ...
Meet Abbie Vernon. She's only 22. Thanks to sky-high rent prices, the death of her terminally ill mother isn't even her biggest trauma. Squatting in the attic above her childhood home beats sleeping rough or relying on family and friends. And the missionaries downstairs are harmless enough. If you really need your flat to yourself, well, they kindly fall for every eviction trick in the book. Does Abbie feel bad about what she's doing? Sure. But these starry-eyed Mormons are as human as her. They're playing God, so why shouldn't she play God in return?
Meet Elder Reeves. This mission-weary Mormon downstairs is longing for something more. But will he choose Abbie over his faith?