"Dinner's ready," mom called from the kitchen, causing me to jump from my impromptu nap.

"Alight," I shouted back and dragged myself from the bed.

"Hey, sleepyhead. How was your nap?" Beth asked.

"Not too bad; I didn't even mean to fall asleep."

"Must be nice to lie around all day," dad laughed.

"I worked this morning," I shot back. "Booked two more shows at Tilley's, four private parties, and two birthday parties. All I need is eight more shows, and I'll be booked every week for the rest of the year."

"Tilley's booked you for two more shows?" Dad asked, surprised.

"Not only that, but I'm playing there on...