Why?

The sky was clear blue with a few flakes of dark clouds showing signs of rain. She sat comfortably in the backseat doing the usual, palm of one hand supporting her left cheek, eyes fixed at the sky, quiet as calm water. But something was different today. There was fresh pain, there had been an accident, The wounds that were stitched shut long time ago had blood leaking out of them, it wasn't the mirror fogging but the constant appearance of tears blocking her view. People were involved, people she loved and truly cared about. Another nightmare had come to life, another fear confronted her that day, another hope died a terrible death, another day went dark before night. Same question, just one question. Why?