Without warning, James came back.  I was sitting in the easy chair in the garage when he returned.  I had work to do, had done it, and then came outside.

I initially had James pick me up some food and drink.  He did so with the $5 I had given him.

Albeit, when I had finished the work, I asked for a nice cold drink of "something" implying, "besides water."

The customer felt obliged to bring out "snacks."  I ate some from one of the bags.  Albeit, this is what I was doing when James returned.  He did not have the drywall, as I first noted.  James is getting my food, the customer suddenly comes out,

"Hey, I took care of your guy! (there I am just getting out of the seat, looking alert,) I fixed him up with some snacks and some nice cold Ice tea!"

Bless his heart!

James gave me the burgers and fries and went into the house.  I ate the fries and one of the burgers.  I did not feel comfortable.  I kept back one of the drinks and the other burger.

Getting ready to get started,  suddenly he said "this is a one-man job"

I rode home.  Today's bicycle ride had its own fun-packed adventure...

The drink condensed water from its coldness and wet the McDonalds bag.  Around the corner, away from the house, I sensed that something just happened...and verified by the "flop" sound I heard, that I had just lost my burger through a hole in the bag.  Sure enough, the burger came tumbling out of its wrapper, all of which fell on the road, and when I realized, I went to turn around, when the drink fell out.  Being what it is, the burger and bun will probably sit there and dry out.  I don't think they will be consumed by anything else in nature too soon.  Though the burger will probably out-exist the wrapper, I picked up the wrapper and my sealed drink.