Organized Possibilities

Okay, Fio will confess all.

Kinkaid House is now on a two-week exclusive with a top publisher.  One week has passed without comment, which means, in order of diminishing possibilities, (1) the editor hasn't read it yet, (2) she's reading it now, or (3) she's finished reading it and (a) will send her "I'll pass" tomorrow, or (b) needs time to mull the story over, or (c) absolutely loves it and the contract is in the mail.

No wonder Fiorella can't sleep.

Uptight at NIght

Fiorella had an anxiety dream last night, a variation of the old standard of walking into a classroom and discovering there was a big test she hadn't prepared for.  This time--don't laugh--there were some important visitors coming to the college, and she had to be sure her underwear was clean. So she ran every dainty she owned through the washer--and she owned far more in her dream than in real life because it took load after load and she fell asleep and didn't get the task finished.  That meant she couldn't go to school the next day, which meant she missed out on something big, which meant all of her hard work up to this point had been in vain.

You think Fio is anxious about Kinkaid House making the rounds of publishers or what?