When I met with my attorney the other day, he came around from his desk to sit in the chair next to me.
He was drawing a chart of figures, and as he'd lean toward me to point out something in the chart, I noticed that his breath was foul.
The man's breath smelled so bad, I couldn't focus on anything he was saying.
When he called this morning, I thought about. . .
how bad his breath was the last time I saw him.
and well. . .