Leo placed the jar carefully on the middle shelf, next to the orange juice. For the first hour, he checked every five minutes. Nothing. Just murky, blue water. By dinner, tiny specks had appeared on the bottom, like glitter someone had forgotten to clean up.
He went to bed disappointed.
"Whoa," he whispered.
First, he boiled water. While the kettle roared, he measured a heaping cup of the bitter, grainy salt into a glass jar. When the water was ready, he poured it slowly, watching the salt dissolve like magic. He stirred until the liquid was as clear as a mountain spring. Then, he added a drop of blue food coloring, just because.
"It's also for crystals," she said, and that was all the encouragement he needed.
Leo placed the jar carefully on the middle shelf, next to the orange juice. For the first hour, he checked every five minutes. Nothing. Just murky, blue water. By dinner, tiny specks had appeared on the bottom, like glitter someone had forgotten to clean up.
He went to bed disappointed.
"Whoa," he whispered.
First, he boiled water. While the kettle roared, he measured a heaping cup of the bitter, grainy salt into a glass jar. When the water was ready, he poured it slowly, watching the salt dissolve like magic. He stirred until the liquid was as clear as a mountain spring. Then, he added a drop of blue food coloring, just because.
"It's also for crystals," she said, and that was all the encouragement he needed.
