The Extraneous Light
Bonding takes all forms
When the Reddings arrived at the boat launch site, it was an hour before dusk. Both father and son rushed to get the boat off the trailer and into the water before nightfall. They had planned to spend the entire night miles away from shore with their lines in the water bonding together.
But as these things go, complications turned into headaches which turned into a later than expected launch, and yet a typical boat launch. With their gear secure and the truck parked off to the side, Ron the father started the boat engine and Mike hopped on board.
Before they knew it, they were a mile from shore but had a few more to go on this lake to the perfect fishing hole, their spot.
Turning back towards the boat launch, Mike said, “Looks like we’ve got company.”
Ron turned his head and said, “Yeah I guess so. They’ll probably have less hassle than we did.”
“Uh, Dad, queeeeestion, and I think I already know the answer. Dad, turn the boat around. That’s our truck headlights. I must’ve left them on when parked it.”
“You’re kidding!” his father said.
Mike patted down his front pockets.
He said, “Unfortunately I’m not. But Dad, I think we have an even bigger problem.”
“I’m afraid to ask. What’s that?”
“Did I give the keys back to you?” Mike said.
Ron eased off the throttle and checked his front pockets.
“Nope, I don’t have ‘em.”
“Looks like it’ll be a different kind of bonding than I thought it would be, Son.”