A knock at my door roused me from my sleep. "Come in," I said in a deep groggy voice.

Cherry's bouncy curls popped through the door. "Are you decent?"

I looked down at my T-shirt that read "Cutie Pie" on it. "Yes?"

She pushed the door open. She carried a dozen bags on each arm. Two brothers followed her through carrying more.

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. "What's going on?"

Cherry gave me a cheery smile as she set the bags down on my bed. She turned to ...