Last night Bobbie took her camera and said she was going out to 'find pictures' (she's interested in photography). It was some time after dinner, but still light out. Later in the night, we saw a car pull up to the bottom of our driveway and someone got out. It was very strange because our driveway is very long (like 1/10th of a mile). I even commented to Rich that it reminded me of having my older bf drop me off at the pond out back of our house when I was sneaking home.
Bobbie had gotten into prickers and lost in chasing the elusive perfect picture and the next thing she knew it was pitch black and she was over 3 miles from home. Down by the 2-lane "highway" that our road comes out onto, and her phone was dead. Lucky for her, someone came by that she knew so she hitched a ride.
I'm ok with her being gone till whatever time (it must have been after 10, maybe even closer to 11) but I was not ok with the idea that neither Rich nor I realized she was gone. We were just getting ready to shut off the front porch light & lock the door. Parents of the year?