She stared for a long moment without speaking, her eyes unseeing. Just a blank stare. And then it started with a tiny little hiccup, and then she pressed her fist to her mouth but sobs soon wrenched her frame as a torrent of tears began to flow. It was the kind of crying that happened after one had bottled something up for quite a bit of time. She covered her face then and turned away. She didn't want anyone to see her like that, but it was too late.