When her mother died, there was no reason, and no matter how many times she asked why, why, why, there was no answer other than that, sometimes, there is no reason. Sometimes things just happen. And she spent her life trying to prove this wrong, to study cause and effect, to focus on things that made sense, and anytime something didn’t, she would move on. Why bother if there is no why? Why did Marcus choose her? Don’t ask the question. Why would he ever leave? He wouldn’t. Moving on. Why did she work at a job that made her wake up at ungodly hours in the morning? Why, indeed. It’s easy enough
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