Um, and so you just lay down to take a nap?

Well, no, I ...

When I got back at 11:30, I didn't think much of Dylan not being there.

I mean, he knows the area.

He's been up to my house many times.

There's a campground at the end of the road that's not right by the river, which he tends to go up to every now and then.

There's a bridge right down the street where it crosses over the river, which he's been known to hang out before.

Where is your boy?