forget my manicure , it looked like my hands were about to become one tragic mess . his thick fingers rest on the scruff of his chin . `` well , i do n't know what you want me to do about it . '' i plan on keeping my lips sealed , but there 's something in me , a pressure building and i need to let it out somehow . how better to get rid of her body , than to toss it bleeding into the surf ? the next day it was a ghost town . '' 