Lemonade in Winter

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An empty street.

Outside, a mean wind blows.

Icicles hang from the windowsills.

Inside, Pauline presses her nose to the frosted glass.

“I know!” she says.

“Let’s have a lemonade stand.”

Mom shakes her head.

“Nobody will be on the street,” she says. “Don’t you see it’s freezing?”

“We could still have a lemonade stand,” cries Pauline, skipping with her idea.

“Lemonade and limeade—and also lemon-limeade!”

Dad wrinkles his brow.

“Nobody will want cold drinks,” he says. “Don’t you hear the wind?”

But Pauline is jumping with her idea now.

“Lemonade and limeade—and also lemon-limeade! Doesn’t it sound yum?”

John-John jumps, too.

“Yum YUM!” he cries. “Can I help? Please?”

Pauline and John-John collect quarters.

They empty piggy banks and search pockets.

“Each time you get four quarters, that’s a dollar,” says Pauline.

“Four quarters, that’s money!” says John-John.

Pauline and John-John at the corner store in hats and mittens.