1. Suppose those Iraqis are right and she
was treated friendly.
2. Suppose some guys come over to Jessica in the near future and tell her: We're jurnalists/producers/whatever and we'd like to write a book/make a movie about what happened to you in Iraq. But keep in mind:
If they were nice to you in that hospital, then everything's fine and we're happy for you. But no one will buy a book/go to a movie just to hear that the whole story is about a nice girl talking to nice nurses.
But if your story is about a courageous young woman being threatened and abused before being saved in a risky last-minute rescue operation, then you'll probably make millions. Real millions. And no one will get harmed in any way.
Hell, you could even buy each of those nurses a house later, in case you should feel a little guilty.
-Insert stuff like "think of your children's future..." and so on...-
3. Suppose
you are Jessica Lynch.
I hope I'd resist the temptation. I think I would, but I'm not 100% sure. Anyway, I get more scared when fantasizing about possible remorse than thinking about not being a rich guy...

BTW, looking at Jessica's picture, I think I'd trust her sincerity more than I trust mine. She really looks like the honest girl next door.
What do you think
you would do?