Today is Thursday.
Andrew read the list twice. It didn’t sound like much of a secret recipe. His mother used those things every day. Of course, she didn’t use them all together. Maybe that was the secret part. Well he’d paid fifty cents. He might as well find out. He climbed up on the kitchen counter so he could reach the cabinets. He found everything except the lemon-that was in the refrigerator-and the onion. Mrs. Marcus kept onions in the basement in a bin. Andrew ran downstairs and selected a small one, since the recipe only called for a speck. With or without the skin, Andrew wondered. He chose a big blue glass. He’d start with just one glassful and then drink another if he wanted more freckles. No point in overdoing it the first time. That’s what his mother always said. Now, first the grape juice, Andrew thought. He filled the glass halfway and added an ice cube. All drinks tasted better cold and he was sure this one would too. Then he added the other ingredients one by one. His mother had two kinds of vinegars-wine vinegar and plain vinegar. Andrew picked the wine one. He put in some hot mustard, one spoonful of mayonnaise and plenty of pepper and salt.
