Marie always had a love-hate relationship with the zoo. While she loved to go see all the wonderful creatures that the menagerie had on display, she couldn’t help but feel sorry for the creatures, too. People would argue that they’re just stupid beasts, and that they don’t know any better, but Marie knew otherwise. Deep below their acts, she could tell that all the animals were looking for…something else. They may not remember the savannah, or the open ocean, but they also knew that this wasn’t right.

The exhibit that hurt her the most was the dolphin pool. Their faces were sculpted with a permanant grin, but even as that grin held firmly intact, she could see the sadness in their eyes. Marie’s heart ached for the dolphins, knowing there was nothing she could do for these lovely animals. So, instead, she would stare for hours at her marine friends, hand pressed against the thick glass, trying to convey her sympathy and hoping they could feel her sadness, too.