I notice as I approach the summit of our hike that you are no longer with me. I turn around and head back down. First I'm slow and then hurried and then frenzied as I don't find you.
You exit a building at the bottom of the down road. It's an old second hand establishment about where Rocky's cooks live in real time.
You are carrying a set of golf clubs, not in a bag, just an assortment. You say, "I told you I would get these."
"Reading is learning is knowing is read, Everything else is something was said."