Skinny

"You know, Giselle, your father and I came to this country so you could eat, so you could have choices. And look at you now, you look like a prisoner. You have to promise me you're going to eat with us and be good. Because this, my darlink, this is not fooling around anymore. This is nothing."

I was beginning to understand death, and that what moved us was our fear of it

Sunny Valley Arena, early Saturday afternoon