Lucille could feel the slight breeze across her face as she rocked in her chair. The smell of turkey drifted through the halls and into her cell as she looked out the window.She always wondered what made the leaves change.What made anything change and, unfortunately, she could only chalk that up to time. Nothing stayed the same, her life and background made that perfectly clear, but day in and day out she sat in that chair; looking as the leaves changed, then go back in time as if nothing happened.

She had been here , at Paradise Springs, for 28 years now.Some days it felt like ages, and others felt like ,well, more ages and all in all she sat in her chair. She could feel herself starting to get bitter again and tried to chase the unwanted …show more content…
Cobbins are you going to tell me how you ended up in a psych ward?"
Lucille chuckled and smiled. “ I’ll tell you another time child , but for right now just let me sleep.” She crossed her arms over her bed and closed her eyes.
Lucille could hear her cleaning the tea and until she finally heard the door close behind her.

She was never one for the dramatic, and it wasn’t until she made that fateful decision that anyone had even noticed her.Yet, while people went on with their life and forgot about her in this place she never forgot. It took her 17 years of a bad marriage and to snap yet, only two weeks to convict her of manslaughter and insanity.

She shouldn’t have stayed with Charlie knowing how he could get, but that was her fault, she had Colton.She could still hear the screech of her little boy as the police carried her away in handcuffs drenched with blood. He had to find out from the police what I did,but never knew why, but that was her choice.Instead he grew up with Charlie's brother thinking that his mother had a psychotic break and that’s why his father died.That’s why he kept her in the place, that’s why he never visited, he was angry. Fed lies of society and his own mouth as his mother was fed pudding and mystery meat