Kimberly brushed her teeth every morning and night. But on this particular evening, she was a bit hurt at Jim"s sudden announcement of her offensive breath.
“Pew! I"m sorry, but you"ve got bad breath!”
Kimberly refused to let his verbal assault go unanswered. “Oh, like your breath smells nice all the time?”
“I just thought you wanted to know. It smells like doggy breath—even worse than that! It smells like there is something wrong.”
“Something wrong?” Kimberly asked.
“Yeah, like you"re sick or something.”
Again, Kimberly would not allow her husband to have the last word. “Oh, whatever! You should smell yours after eating cheese. Now that"s nasty!”
Sometime later in the quiet bathroom while preparing to brush her teeth, Kimberly noticed the peculiar need to take rapid breaths. It was
