An erruption of laughter

My Mom, Helen came up with an idea a few years ago to form a 'group' with her best friends Wanda and Brenda, and get together with them once a month. I think it was Brenda who suggested they needed a 'name' for themselves. After some pretty weird ideas, Brenda came up with "Sassy Sisters" which, by all means, is the PERFECT name!! I, somehow got sucked into this little group of crazy women. Ummm, those of you that personally know my Mother, well, you know that she cannot do anything seriously or without silliness involved. I can guarantee if any one of us is having an off day, it won't matter once we are all in the same room! Or car...for example, a while back Brenda took us to Bennett Springs where she works. It was a very relaxing evening, having a really nice picnic and laughing so much our sides hurt :) Afterwards, she drove us around the park and we were truly enjoying ourselves. Wanda and I are in the back seat taking in the beautiful scenery, listening to the chatter in the front seat and all the sudden Brenda tells us there is a fugitive living in the park. A freakin' fugitive!! Wanda and I are intensely weighing every word of which comes rolling out of Brenda's mouth...all the while Helen is backing up EVERYTHING Brenda is saying. They told us it was according to the noon news. Then her car comes to an abrupt stop...telling us all the while this fugitive has been spotted in these woods earlier. My skin is crawling and of course, we both (Wanda and me) reach for our cell phones...NO SERVICE! I am about to panic here because I am terrified of the dark and dark is about to be upon us! I don't like the word fugitive and Wanda is freaking out like a wild woman with rabies and squeezing the door handle as if she's gonna rip the door off and use it to beat someone to the ground...

Then...a tinsey, tiny, almost silent chuckle escapes my dear Mother's lips. Then Brenda lets out a chuckle...at that moment there's no holding back, they both erupt in hysterical laughter. While Wanda and I sit there... in the backseat... as Brenda starts her car and takes off as if nothing ever happened...we (Wanda and me) know we have been had by some sadistic, warped plan that had been premeditated by the two not-so-innocent looking gals in the front seat....