He was willing to get even wetter just to make sure my dinner stayed dry.
That was when I ran outside.
Under my porch, I told him I had seen what he had done. At first, he looked worried and immediately explained that he had not opened any of the food containers. I reassured him that I knew everything was sealed and admitted that I had initially suspected him of doing something wrong.
When I explained that I had been watching because I thought someone might steal my food, he gave me a doubtful look. Eventually, I confessed that I had also lied about being away from home because I did not want anyone to see my face.
He laughed when I explained that I was having a bad skin day, and soon we were both laughing at the absurdity of the situation.
His name was Luis, and he explained that he carried extra paper towels, reusable bags, and other supplies because restaurant packaging was not always reliable. Rain could ruin paper bags, soup containers sometimes leaked, and many customers had no covered porch where their food could be left safely.
