Marge in Charge and the Missing Orangutan by Isla Fisher

Author:Isla Fisher
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2018-12-24T05:00:00+00:00

Harold’s face is a little bit like a balloon that’s having too much air pushed into it.

“Drive the train?” His face is going from red to purple. “This child doesn’t even have a license! Have you lost your marbles?!”

“No, but I did lose our train tickets for a moment. Thankfully, Jemima found them inside my hat.” Marge smiles.

Harold’s eyebrows look like they are sliding off his face in fury. “Passengers never drive the train!!”

“Jakey has had a lot of practice driving his toy trains actually, so there’s no need to be afraid,” Marge replies.

“I am not afraid of anything!” Harold sniffs. “Not of the dark or spiders or even loud thunder. And I’m definitely not afraid of three small children!” He marches us back to our seats.

“But I’m a grown-up,” Marge corrects him.

“Then you should know better. A child? Driving a train? What’s next, a monkey flying a spacecraft?!”

“Actually, the first animal in space was a monkey named Albert,” Marge tells him.

“Nonsense!” Harold stomps off.

We all slide glumly into our seats. I can see Jakey’s eyes are filling with water.

I feel sad too. For a moment I thought that Jakey was going to get to drive the train. It would have made him so happy and been such a wonderful story to tell our friends.

But Marge already has a plan. We are going to wear disguises! Marge calls this “going undercover,” and it means we can sneak our way back to the driver’s cab without Harold catching us.

Our babysitter’s eyes twinkle as she pulls down her suitcases.

Marge finds a blue fedora for Jakey. “Your spy name is Jake Bond.” She plonks a navy-blue beret (which is a fancy hat that French people wear) on my head. “Your spy name is Sneaky Baguette.”

Finally she finds a furry cap for herself. “And I shall be known as Stealthy Squirrel.”

Next she finds sunglasses for us all.

“Harold will still see that it is us,” I say worriedly.

But no one listens to me. “Marge is in charge!” Jakey grins.

Just as we are about to set off on the mission, Marge remembers something.

“We need to wear gloves,” she says, hunting through her suitcase, “so we don’t leave any fingerprints.”

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