A question this morning: why is it so hard to talk to people about the really important things? Small talk is easy but how about asking someone what they believe about God or Heaven or why they vote as they do? Is it none of our business? Really? Think about that.
Confrontation and accusations are not good. Anyone would become defensive if he or she felt challenged or looked down upon, and arguing never proved a point.
One of my favorite questions is Why? I like to know why things happen, why some things work and others don’t, why one path is chosen and another isn’t. 
I remember our critique group. Believe me, clear-minded questions and answers about what has been written is a kindness, much better than agreeing for the sake of not hurting feelings.
That may be one reason I write mysteries. I want to know why something happens or why someone does something. However, I also want to know what: What is he or she hiding? It takes me down some interesting pathways, hurts no one’s feelings, and I’m not accused of being nosy. The inquisitive ones are my characters Darcy and Ned and, admittedly, their over-developed curiosity bump gets them into a heap of trouble.
Most people shy away from serious talk. At least in a good cozy mystery matters can be dealt with an outcome that the reader can understand.