"Charlie, come here a minute," his mother called him from downstairs. "Huh?" Charlie replied, pulling out his earphones. "Come here," his mother replied. "We're leaving now. Remember to lock the door." Sighing, he climbed out of bed with great effort and drawled himself out of his room. He looked over the banister to see his parents in the downstairs hallway. They were about to leave for their week-long getaway. This was...