Why?

Why?

Maybe it's because it's in my old neighborhood.

Maybe because it was at a store I used to go to every morning before school started. and every afternoon after school was over, on my way to the bus stop.

Or, maybe the biggest reason why, is because this woman was a mother to two small babies the same ages as my own smallest.

For whatever reason it is, ... it hurts. And I don't understand why things like this happen in our world. In our backyards. In our faces.

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