CHAPTER 2 Not a Toy
CHAPTER 2 Not a Toy
The following week, I went to Mrs. Williams's house with my dad.
I could not believe my eyes. There was a shiny black car on the driveway.
"The car belongs to Mrs. Williams," Dad said.
He was grinning. "It was delivered today."
Mrs. Williams was excited, too. "Mr. Dawson, you'll be the driver," she said to Dad.
He was worried. "I guess I'll have to learn how to drive," he said.
That night, Dad began reading the instruction book for the car.
He pra
