NYPDLIZWA

Lizwa imagined she was a detective. She began interviews (bordering on interrogations) of all those that could offer information about stuff.

"Where were you the on the morning of May 21st, 1984?" She asked.

"As soon as I saw your long legs, I knew it was what we had all suspected." Norman laughed heartily.

As a detective, Lizwa did not know what to believe. She felt like the only way to find out the truth was to collect 'statements' from everybody and piece together anything that was consistent. Then she went on to consider a career in the police force. Lizwa wanted to believe everything he said. It sounded consistent with other evidence. But there were there was a point of unclarity. Lizwa, as part of her investigation, required info about the approximate date that Norman started getting it on with Charlene. In his written testimony there looked like he had made a correction to the year that he met her. The year was important. But then she contemplated why she had chosen to take on this case in the first place. What was so important about finding out what really happened? She had a natural interest in her origins. And she had to know, after one or two parties accusing each other of lying, who was the liar? More importantly, who had been lying to












her?















When she arrived home she found her cat blogging about herself in the third person, closed her notebook, and called it a day.  ¶ 17:13