“Linda,” though, had a flavor that was so assertive that I almost spit when I first heard DeAnne say it. It wasn’t the artificial, mellowed-out mints of toothpaste and chewing gum. I would soon identify the taste of mint leaves fresh from the garden, warmed by the sun, their aromatic oils primed and intensified. But when I first heard “Linda,” I had no memory of tasting any of the other flavors that accompanied the English words that were already a part of my vocabulary, but I must have as well.”
