Moving Day

It was moving day. Alaina sat sullenly in the back seat as her mom followed the moving truck Dad was driving. She let out a heavy sigh and started complaining ... again. "I don't want to move. I don't want to leave my friends, and I don't want to make new ones!"

Suddenly, the moving truck stopped at a green light and blocked both lanes.

"What's going on, Mom? Why did Dad stop?" Alaina asked.

"I don't know," Mom replied, "I can't see around the big truck."

The light turned red, then green again, but the truck still didn't move. Cars began lining up and honking angrily. Alaina shrunk in her seat. "Why isn't Dad moving? No one can get around him!"

"I'm sure your dad knows what he is doing," Mom said calmly. "Let's be patient and trust him."

A minute later Dad continued driving through the intersection and the honking stopped. Then, a few miles down the road, he pulled into a gas station. Alaina jumped out of the car and ran over to the truck. "Dad, what happened at the green light?"