Tim reached into the back of the cupboard for the green glasses."What the, huh?"The revelation came as sharply as a swift slap in the back of the head. Upon closer inspection, Tim's stomach sickened and his breathing became erratic. He loved these green glasses. He's used them since the day his brother sent them from Guadalajara.Now, elbow deep in soap suds, Tim felt a bit better. Pulling the last crystal clear drinking vessel from the lather, he mused. He had to make it a point to wash these things every once in a while.