Nearing on halfway through our walk, we happened upon a field. In case you haven't heard, fields are for frolicing.
I'm going to stay here. Come pick me up.
I had the view of the lake during the gloaming to entertain me until Jon's truck pulled up. I got into the car, and said, "I decided to tell you telepathically that I wanted to wait for you here."
Jon nodded his head, all serious, and replied, "I know. It's funny, but I did actually hear you tell me that you wanted me to come pick you up while you waited there. I doubted that I had heard it, but then I decided to come."
Then we went on home, smelly, happy, and hungry.
We'll pack snacks next time. The absence of Dad was apparent.