tasted a sharp acid rising stomach. acquired taste, essence fear. — Kathy Hatfield, Secret Storms: A Mother Daughter, Lost Found

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And then I tasted a sharp acid rising in my stomach. It is an acquired taste, the essence of fear.

Kathy Hatfield, Secret Storms: A Mother and Daughter, Lost then Found

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