The flowing sadness
she burst into tears.
“OH! Benetha, are you alright?” her sister was growing worried or wondering why was she nonstop crying after every break of breath.
What was wrong with her?
She tried to comfort her but, the girl cried out loud in tears and sorrow.
Trembling in despair, she hugged her sister in tears, dripping down her chin.
Beth, sitting close to her could not understand all her sorrow. All she could do was stroke her hair to calm her.
For a moment, all remained pin-drop silent. They watched the dark street through their windows making a word, when the youth broke the ice by speaking up,