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. Four lemons cost a dollar.
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