A question. It’s such a lovely word. Hovering above every human’s mind. Lingering patiently by the parking lot. Sitting beside us as we wait for the next train. Falling in line inside a coffee shop. Walking side by side along the beach on a humid mid-summer’s day. Eating breakfast on a Sunday morning. Looking outside the window of a brand new taxi. Standing by the door. Seeing the empty seat of a table for two. Gazing at us as we do nothing but wait. Wait for the answer left unsaid.