“In fear I hurried this way and that. I had the taste of blood and chococlate in my mouth,the one as hateful as the other”
“In fear I hurried this way and that. I had the taste of blood and chocolate in my mouth, the one as hateful as the other.”
“I had the taste of blood and chocolate in my mouth, one as hated as the other.”
“Around us I can sniff out a savagery in the noisy southern air. It knifes it's way into my nose, but I do not bleed blood. It's fear I bleed, and it gushes out over my lip. I wipe it away, in a hurry.”
“I could smell something. Fear.I could taste it now.It tasted like blood in my mouth, and I could feel it slide through me and open me up when I saw him ...”
“Her mouth tasted of smoke and toothpaste and something feety that made my blood flare”