the pink water is made an acid mineral too deadly to drink and touch . today i watched a grown man cry his eyes out after seeing his son die in the shower . the snow sank into the ground . i watched him anxiously , rubbing the edges of my fingernails . somehow she felt reassured by that heat , by him standing so close . and she was right ; food was a lot better when you actually enjoyed it . how in the world do you work ? `` you got anything you want to tell me ? '' 