Kinsey heard the familiar sound of the postman dropping mail into the mailbox. She peeked furtively from the second story window, checking that there were no neighbors out and about.
(Even though it was late Saturday afternoon, Kinsey was still in her pajamas.)
Seeing that the coast was clear, Kinsey went to get the mail.
There was a large yellow envelope addressed to both Kinsey and Isabelle. It was from their landlord. "Uh-oh," thought Kinsey. She immediately opened it up and read it.
It was not good news. Rather shocked, Kinsey sat down to re-read the letter.
It was from Ernie the landlord, giving her and Isabelle a thirty day notice to vacate the house.
It turns out that Ernie's wife Blanche has fallen gravely ill, and they need to return home. Ernie said that he is very sorry and that he feels terrible about evicting such great tenants.
Kinsey thought about it for a long time. Poor Blanche.
Kinsey was not sure what she was going to do, as her own house was not yet ready to be moved into. Suddenly the irony of a "Homeless Realtor" struck Kinsey as funny, and she let out a chuckle.
"Time to move, I think," said Kinsey. She was still deep in thought as she distractedly picked up the rest of the mail. Suddenly Kinsey recognized the handwriting of her sister Kitty on an envelope. She became excited and dropped the rest of the mail to read it.
Kinsey beamed with pleasure when Kitty's letter said that she was coming to visit. "That would be right," said Kinsey out loud. "The moment I become homeless, my family shows up."
Kinsey headed back inside to begin packing, quite forgetting that she had been outside in her pajamas.