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“Who?” Linda asked.

She sat down on the edge of the bed. The afternoon light came through the dusty window and fell across her mother’s hands. bitter in the mouth pdf

She hadn’t spoken to her mother in eleven years. “Who

Inside: a single sheet. “I’m sick,” it said. “You don’t have to come. But I need to tell you something before I go. It’s about your father.” bitter in the mouth pdf

Linda broke off a piece of the photograph—just the corner, just the blue of the sky behind Thomas’s head—and put it on her tongue.

“Where are you going?” her mother asked.