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“Its ... it’s a clown car.” Alice stood unmoving. “It’s literally a clown car. I’m waiting for them to start pouring out.”
“I think it’s so cool!” Sylvie ignored her lack of enthusiasm. “Feels really authentic for the Scottish experience, don’t you think?”
“I think it’s neat!” I stopped beside it, noting that I was taller than the small, oddly shaped vehicle.
“Is it fast?” Marge asked Finley as she stepped around it, eyeing its lines.
He clucked the side of his cheek. “Not really. But it will get you where you need to go. It’s been in the family since the sixties. Old reliable.”
“You got the old part right,” Alice mumbled out the corner of her mouth.
“Quit yer griping and get in,” Marge said as she approached the driver’s side. “I’m driving.”
“Can I drive?” I asked, and the simple question caused the three other Widows to whip their heads to look at me, eyes wide.
“Uh, maybe that’s not the best idea,” Sylvie said. “With your driving history, I think it’s best we let someone else drive. How about me?”
“But it’s my wish.” I stuck out my lower lip. “And I really want to drive the car. It’s so cute. I’ll go slow.”
They looked between each other, worried eyes coming back to meet mine.
“Uh, I think I should drive,” Marge said as she opened the driver’s door. “I’m the best driver.”
Stomping my foot, I crossed my arms. “It’s my wish! I want to drive the funny car! I’m a good driver.”
“Do you happen to have helmets in there anywhere?” Alice asked Finley while she jutted a thumb toward the castle.
“Yeah, like those big metal knights’ helmets?” Marge asked. “Or shields? We could use those to brace for impact.”
He chuckled. “I do, actually, but it’s a short drive with no traffic along the way. I’m sure your friend will be fine driving.” He lifted an eyebrow. “Right? You do know how to drive?”
“Of course I know how to drive! I’m a great driver. Can I drive? Please?” I asked the Widows.
Sylvie answered first. “I guess. Yes. Of course. You can drive.”
“It’s been nice knowing you,” Marge whispered to Alice.
“We’ll be the ones haunting the castle tonight,” Alice whispered back.
I gave them a stern glare then hopped into the driver’s seat, my smile stretching wide as I settled in. “Get in, girls!”
After a few moments, they all climbed inside with Marge joining me in the front.
“Thank you, Finley! We’ll see you in a few hours!” I called as I waved out the window.
He waved goodbye then walked back into the castle.
“You know how to drive stick shift?” Marge gestured to the stick beside me.
“Uh ... maybe? It’s been a while.”
“Cripes.” Marge breathed, then gave me a quick rundown.
After a few minutes of listening, I felt ready to go. “Here we go, ladies!” I shouted as I shifted from neutral to first. I took my foot off the clutch, and we surged forward then stalled out. “Oops.”
“Cripes! Feather the clutch. Feather, Doris! Feather!”
I sucked the air through my teeth as I fired up the engine again. “Okay. Feather the clutch. Got it. Okay ... we’re off!” I grinned as I tried again.
