The chase of the big black truck

After we had finished checking out our newly purchased items, we loaded up into the van and started for home. As tradition we girls started singing our favorite Hymns and then we went onto the rounds. As the oldest guy's in the van were 7, Miss Adeline, Martha, and I attempted the guy's part and we bellowed out in melancholy tunes, our eyes squinted shut to keep from laughing at eachother. Well as we were riding along wishing that the guy's were there to sing their respected parts, Mama and Miss Jeanine said "Hey there's the guy's in front of us!" The van then erupted into discord as we girls climbed over each other to look out the front glass. To our surprise there indeed were the guy's in our big black truck about 6 cars ahead. We were stuck in traffic and we kept chanting "oh hurry! They're getting away!" We slowly gained and were passing them before they saw us. And then the race was on! Of course the truck won as Alan was driving, and we all climbed out of our vehicles to exchange our days news and activities.