Raising Hell!

The other night I had a Relief Society Presidency meeting here at my house. One of the ladies was having car trouble after she left, so she came in to use the phone. She couldn't track down her husband (he was at the church working with the Young Men's group), so I offered to drive her to him. She lives a good ways out of town- 20 minutes or so. We're on our way to the church in the minivan and Anna starts to get kind of nervous that we're not going to make it there in time to catch him. As we get closer, she starts looking very closely at every car we pass, checking to see if it's his car. We pull in the first of two driveways to the church and notice the headlights for several different cars in each driveway. She's frantically trying to pick out her husband's car and all of the sudden she spots it- in the other driveway, turning right. Well, by the time we got around the church and out the other driveway, he was long gone. I waited for direction from Anna who said we should take Baltimore and try and cut him off before he gets on the highway. Now things start to get exciting. Half of the 1st ward Relief Society on a late night joy ride. Driving very fast, I start making my way to the main drag through town. I start to accelerate when I see that the light is green at the intersection of Baltimore and Normal, but I'm not fast enough and the light turns red. I think ah what the heck, and with a rebel yell I run that red light! I speed down Baltimore and as we approach the last stop light before the highway starts, we keep an eye out for her husband's car. Our light turns green and just when I start to turn, we see his tan-colored sedan pull up to the light. We pull up to the side of his car, give a brief explanation, shout out some directions, and then we're heading back to my house. It was the smoothest operation I've ever had a hand in. Beautifully executed- couldn't have worked out more perfectly. Very Dukes of Hazard.