The "whys" have turned. Bethany doesn't just ask "why?" any more. She asks a much deeper question, often pressing for an answer. Maybe she'll be a prosecutor, firing off the hard questions, repeatedly, wearing the accused down until a final, tearful confession is heard.
Yes, I have been in that position. The dreaded question?
"I'm washing dishes sweetie."
"Whatcha doin' mama?"
"I'm still washing dishes."