Story: Hider in the Front Seat

It was one of those moments that you can't help pondering about. The woman across the bus had her face mostly covered by a pair of large sunglasses. Before I found the open seat, I had decided not to sit next to her since she really looked like she wanted to be alone. She kept a Kleenex in her had to wipe the occasional tear.

It was one of those moments when you wanted to ask: "why?"