about it. I was wrong about that.“
“You’ll make it through okay. Just tell the audience what you’ve just told us,“ Shelley suggested.
“I suppose that’s all I can do,“ Felicity said. “It’s odd, though, that Zac would be willing to miss a chance to show off.“
“Maybe he’s just lost his schedule and doesn’t realize,“ Jane said.
When Felicity had gone, Jane said to Shelley, “This is the last seminar of the day, and I have my last appointment.“
“I’ll go to the reviewers’ panel for you,“ Shelley said. “You’ll be able to slip in for most of it after your interview. I think we should both show our support for Felicity. I liked what she said about why she quit reviewing. I think the audience will as well.“
Jane’s last interview was with another baby agent. Tiffany was an insecure young woman with a small though prestigious agency. She seemed more nervous than Jane was. She was seriously pregnant as well.
“Tell me a little about your book,“ she suggested faintheartedly, as if she’d come to the end of her rope.
“I have three chapters and an outline,“ Jane said, handing over her last packet.
The young woman took the packet but didn’t open it. “Just talk about it. I’ll look this over later.“
Jane did her best to articulate what the book was about. The girl kept glancing at her watch while Jane spoke. Finally when the fifteen minutes were over, she said, “Well, that sounds interesting. I’ll read your material on the way back to New York. I assume you’ve put your address and phone number in the packet.“
“I have. Thank you for your time,“ Jane said, rising and putting her hand forward to shake. The girl put out a limp, damp paw and looked even more disconcerted.
Jane was disappointed, of course. She realized, as well, that she wouldn’t like to work with such a wimpy person in any case. Maybe the girl would like the proposal and pass it on to her boss, who had a very good reputation, according to Felicity. It might work out if the boss liked it and wanted to handle Jane herself.
She didn’t really hold out a serious hope of this happening. This baby agent would probably go on maternity leave within the next month, and the proposal would linger at the bottom of a closet or under six other manuscripts on a shelf until it yellowed at the edges.
She went to find where the last seminars of the day were being held, and as she was looking down at the map as she walked through the lobby, she literally stumbled into Mel VanDyne.
“Mel, why didn’t you tell me you were a speaker?“
He grinned. “Hi, Janey. I wanted to surprise you. I’m doing a presentation on forensics, plus I’ve been commandeered to take over for Detective Jess Jones. He was supposed to do one of these talks tomorrow, but he’s having his appendix out today.“
“It’s so nice to have you here,“ Jane said, putting her arm around his waist and giving him a kiss on the cheek. “The last seminar of the day is going on, and a friend I’ve made is speaking on the panel, unwillingly. Would you like to come along with me?“
“Why not? Are you having a good time?“ he asked her as they strolled along. “You look good in that outfit. It’s new, isn’t it?“
“Thanks. It is new. I’m having a wonderful time. I had two appointments with agents and one with an editor. The first agent brushed me off. The second agent was a pregnant teenaged marshmallow. The editor seemed genuinely interested in the book,“ she said, suppressing the urge to giggle madly. “I’ve met a lot of interesting people. I’m glad you’re here. I’ll tell you all about it when it’s over. How about dinner Monday night? Prepare yourself to say nothing but ‘Oh dear’ and ‘That’s great.’ “
“I should be free,“ Mel said with a grin. “Let’s go out somewhere nice where there’s a comfortable booth so I can nap for a while.“
They joined Shelley in the back of the seminar room, and