Rumble

Growl, growl, rumble, rumble, growl. My stomach makes noises. At first only I can hear it, but then the growles become louder. Olivia takes notice. "Perhaps we should rummage for food." She says.How 'bout those berries over there?" "I don't know if that's a good idea." "They're probably edible." "Probably isn't good enough." "Ok. They're definitely edible." "You don't know that." She says. "You're right I don't." There is a brief silence followed shortly by a Vrooom. Olivia springs up. "That your stomach?" "No, was that yours?" We hear the vroom again. "No, it's a car. Someone is here." She says excitedly. "Who?" I ask.  "Who cares?" Olivia jumps up and down. She waves her arms and she shouts "We're here!"