“Well, I say we wait it out,” he responded after a minute or so of thinking it over.  “I’d hate driving all this way only to turn around and not enjoy the outdoors.”  Knowing they could be here a bit, Paul tilted his seat back, as if he was on the recliner at home, just not too far back.  Lacking a pop-up footrest, of course.<br/><br/>He closed his eyes, still listening to the drops of rain all over his vehicle.  Paul doubted he’d be falling asleep anytime soon, but who knew?  If Charlette wished to speak to him, he’d be sure to answer.