A knock sounded on Keeley's bedroom door. "Honeybun? I have a surprise for you, can I come in?"
Light streamed through the slats in her blinds and she blinked sleepily. Morning already?
She sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Yeah."
Her dad opened the door carrying a large tray of blueberry pancakes with bacon and a wine glass filled with orange juice. Keeley beamed at him. "What's the occasion?"
He set down the tray and joined her on the edge of the bed before reaching out to muss her bedhead.
"It's not every day your daughter gets into a top thirty university. I'm sorry I couldn't celebrate with you yesterday. Why don't we go check out the campus and get dinner today? I might even be persuaded to get you a t-shirt at the bookstore."
"Really?" she asked excitedly, nearly knocking over the orange juice as she lunged forward to hug her dad.
"Careful," he chuckled. "You should eat your breakfast first. Where's the letter? I want to see it."
