Jess paused for a moment, her pencil hovering over the map. "We won't," she said firmly. "But if we do, just stick to the plan. We split up, hide the chocolate, and meet back here. Understood?" Shelly nodded vigorously. Just as Jess was about to go over the plan again, they heard footsteps. Their mother was walking down the hallway, sending a jolt of panic through them.

"Quick, hide the map!" Jess hissed. She swiftly rolled up the map and shoved it under the bed just as the door creaked open. Their mother walked in, her eyes immediately landing on the two of them sitting on the floor, trying to look innocent.

"What are you two up to?" she asked, her tone suspicious but not unkind.

"Just... playing a game," Jess replied, hoping she sounded nonchalant. She could feel her heart pounding.

Their mother raised an eyebrow, glancing around the room. "Make sure you clean up before dinner."

"Yes, Mom," they chorused, nodding vigorously.

"Who was that at the door earlier?" their mother asked, eyes narrowing.

"Some delivery man, I think," Jess said with a smile.

Their mother’s gaze fell on the heap of brown stains strewn across the bed. "Shelly, what's all that?"

Shelly froze. "Uhm, it's choco-" she began, but stopped herself. Their mother took a step closer, her expression growing stern.

"Is that what I think it is?"

"Mom, no!" Shelly stammered. Their mother raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. "Shelly, go clean up now," she commanded, leaving the room.

The next morning, as the girls gathered for breakfast, another truck pulled into the driveway. Its engine idled before shutting off with a final thud, drawing curious glances from everyone at the table.

"Another truck?" Astrid asked, her eyes widening with curiosity. She glanced out the window.

"I'm on it, Mom!" Jess exclaimed, leaping up from her seat and...