CHAPTER ONE FRANNY'S HOUSE The Stein family lived in the pretty pink house with the lovely purple shutters down at the end of Daffodil Street. Everything about the house was bright and cheery. And even though it was bright and cheery, Franny thought that if you just mixed the purple and pink paint together, you could paint the house much faster and then get on to more important things than the color of a house. Many of Franny's recent inventions were all about mixing things together. She'd gotten the idea the last time she saw her grandma, Granny Franny. "Each of the individual things I put in my soup are good," she told Franny. "But when they're all mixed together, they somehow make it better." "I wonder what kind of science is at work here," Franny said, holding up her grandmother to stir the pot. "I also wonder how you keep getting smaller every time I see you, Granny Fran. I bet that in a couple years you'll be able to take a bath in a spoon," Franny joked. "You might be right, Franny," Granny Franny said, chuckling. "But just because something is small, that doesn't mean it can't have a huge effect. Have you ever been bitten by a mosquito?" Franny laughed. "I get the point," she said. "And thanks for teaching me how to make soup! I can't wait to get back to my lab and make my own version of soup." Of course, Franny's Lab wasn't a pure Lab. He was also part poodle, part Chihuahua, part beagle, part spaniel, part shepherd, and part some kind of weaselly thing that wasn't even exactly a dog. His name was Igor, and he was always ready to help Franny with her experiments.... Except when he was busy with his own stuff. Excerpted from Mood Science by Jim Benton All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.
