She sat crying at the red light.
Eyes unable to contain themselves. She was finally in a safe space to let it out. Release.
Slowly her eyes drifted up and through the wavering lenses of her tears, she made eye contact with a stranger in the neighboring car.
He was familiar with the look. Hurt. He attempted a consoling jesture but reached for a smile.
She picked up all her strength and her strongest characteristic — and smiled back.