Forgetting, Part Three

“Could I ask you a question, ma’am?”

“Of course.”

“I never understood that media phase.” The nurse commented. “Why make criminals into entertainment?”

“It was nothing new. People loved true crime, loved to see cases solved. The only thing that changed was perspective: they saw the world through our eyes.”

“But using real criminals…”

“It worked. The police hated it, but it worked.” Lucy stared at the lights above her. “You should’ve seen it in its prime.”

“Why do you think people enjoyed it?” The nurse questioned. “The change in perspective, I mean.”

“I suppose it was like anything else: they got to see people do impossible things, act in ways they never could.” She shrugged. “In a way, we were free.”

“Were you?”

Lucy played with her nails again, giving the nurse a sad smile.

“Nothing is ever that simple.”