2-02 Mercy Watson Gose For A Ride

Chapter 2 Heh, heh, heh, " says Mr. Watson every Saturday. “ You, my dear, are a porcine wonder. But even porcine wonders cannot drive cars. ” Mr. Watson gently pushes Mercy toward the passenger seat. But Mercy does not move.

She does not want to sit in the passenger seat. Mercy Watson wants to drive. " Heh, heh, heh, " says Mr. Watson again. He pushes less gently. " Scoot over, my dear. " Mercy does not move. HELP ME! " Mr. Watson calls out. Every Saturday, Mrs. Watson steps outside.

" Darling, " Mrs. Watson says, " if you let Mr. Watson drive, I will make you an extra helping of hot buttered toast. I will have it waiting for you when you get back home. " Mercy narrows her eyes. She loves hot buttered toast. She also loves extra helpings.

Slowly, very slowly, she moves over to the passenger side. " What a dear, " says Mrs. Watson. She claps her hands. " You are such a good sport, darling. " " Yes, " says Mr. Watson. " She most certainly is. " He gets in the car and sits behind the wheel. He turns the key in the ignition. The Watson convertible rumbles to life.