Dwight did not feel well. His two eyes were both red.
He looked in the red can. “I can make coffee,” he said.
He had three cups. He still did not feel well. His two eyes were still red.
“I can go outside,” said Dwight. “I can go find someone to help.”
He went down the road. He saw Joe. Joe was working.
“Can I help?” said Dwight.
“Come help me,” said Joe.
Dwight helped Joe. Joe felt better. So did Dwight. His two eyes were not red now.
Dwight and Joe had beer.
Dwight felt even better, but now his two eyes were red again.