After reaching the store, they got out of the van. Benny and Tim headed to the store with Tim in the lead. Tim entered the front door of the store. He...hadn’t taken a single step past the entrance when he was struck on his left arm. A man had been carrying an eight foot long 2x4 out of the store and had turned to say something to the sales clerk. In the process, he had swung the 2x4 in a grand sweep that had connected with Tim’s left arm. The effect was like getting hit in the arm with a. His dress was rather out of place for the typical clientelle of this particular little bistro. James himself looked every inch the successful businessman. ‘Stan-I-Guess, what are you doing here? I was sitting alone for a reason, if it hadn’t occurred to you.’ replied James in a cool manner. ‘See? There you go again, being so amusing. People always are. The intelligent ones, at least.’ said Stan. ‘Are you a dedicated people watcher, then, Stan-I-Guess?’ ‘You know, in all my years, I never. The second box was nearly empty, containing only two men's dress shirts, onestill in its original package, a dirty plate that may have once held spaghetti,and an apple core. I dropped the plate into a sink of soapy water to soak eventhough I doubted it would ever be useable again, and tossed the molding applecore in the trash. I refolded the one shirt and placed both of them in the boxwith the overalls and then broke down the second box. This may take awhile butit wasn't going to be hard work.. He helped me adjust the seat and his hand accidentally brushed my thigh as he did. He apologised, and I said it was fine. The SatNav guided me to the motorway and as I joined the sliplane I pressed the accelerator to get up to speed. The acceleration felt great. The boss seemed quite dozy and we chatted quietly, working through the occastional traffic, making good progress on our journey home. We were on the A1 nearing York when the boss commented that I handled the car well, and it was lovely.