“I think I can help!” said Libby. “Sometimes the secret is not just in the ingredients but in the blend! You have to give things a good mix so the flavors have a chance to combine together.” Libby smiled and in her eyes was just a twinkle of mischief.
Libby picked up the jug with both hands, gribbed it tight and began hopping up and down the sidewalk. She hopped and hopped and hopped and hopped. And jumped and jumped and jumped and jumped. Just when Chuck thought she was done – she threw in a few extra large leaps for good measure.
After Libby had set the lemonade jug back down, she sat to catch her breathe.
“You must be thirsty from all that jumping!” said Chuck.
“I am! I am very thirsty. Shall we try it?” Libby said with a smile.
Chuck poured two cups of lemonade – one for Libby and one for himself.
They both took a sip at the same time and looked at each other.
“Yummmmmm!” they both exclaimed.
“It is just perfect – not too sweet or sour. You were right, it just needed a good stir.” said Chuck.
“And a few good hops!” said Libby as she raised her lemonade glass to toast Chuck in the sunshine.
