Half of my life is an act of revision.
I spent a few hours tonight revising Office Relations. My reader's comments were helpful, and I think the result is a stronger story. I'm rereading it now, and it amazes me that I wrote this. Some parts of it are quite good, LOL!
Haven't heard from the second reader. I have tentatively decided that she doesn't like it but doesn't want to tell me. I think it's my way of preparing for the worst. Still, I'm forging onward.