Yesterday was not a good day. The body shop called to tell Fio that it would cost $1800 to repair her Miata so the adjuster had decided to total it. To make it even worse, the adjuster didn't have the courtesy to make the call herself so Fiorella doesn't even quite understand what is going on except that Allstate is screwing her.
She went into shock, then anger--yes, screaming and ranting are her forte. Then came the sobbing, the depression and despair. Finally the dull acceptance, the final stage of grief that Emily Dickinson expressed so well: