In The Mouth Pdf - Bitter

When the letter arrived—typewritten, no return address—Linda knew before she opened it. The envelope itself tasted of pennies and rust. Bitter , she thought, and the word tasted like the rind of an unripe persimmon, that mouth-drying, teeth-furring kind of bitter that makes you pucker and want to spit.

She drove six hours to the small house by the river where her mother had lived alone since the divorce. The lawn was overgrown. The mailbox hung open like a broken mouth. bitter in the mouth pdf

It still tasted like burnt toast.