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Finally, I was going home. After this year at Yale, home was a tropical island paradise. My crazy mother, Lorelei, my namesake, is always a load of fun. Taylor, Babette, and Kirk were totally normal after all the people I met. If only Paris would stop calling me . . .
"Rory? I got accepted as an intern at The National Medicine Lab!"
"That's great! Bye!"
That's it? Don't you want to congratulate me and celebrate?"
"Celebrate with Doyle. Bye"
"But."
"Bye Paris."
At least Paris is a distraction from the other calls I'm getting. Logan. Doesn't he get the message by now? After he blew off our plans to hang out with Colin and Fin, forgot to tell me and left me all alone, and cheated, he should know I'm sick of him. He ran out of chances with me. But know it's time to hang out with Mom and Sookie.
"Rory!" Mom flew down the front porch to meet me, with our dog Paul Anka, in turn. Mom hugged me and started talking at her mile-a-minute pace, while Paul Anka just stared.
"I didn't forget your treats." I said to Paul Anka, not mom.
"Aww, treats for me. Thanks."
"They're for the dog, Bingo."
"Arf! Arf! (Some growling noises.)"
"Don't you have some fleas to lick?" After that remark, she finally stopped barking. Sort of. I think the whole town heard her as we walked to Sookie's. I love Sookie, her husband, Jackson, and her kids, Davy and Martha, but I miss Luke's burgers. After he and Mom broke up, I've really missed seeing the unfriendly face. And, of course, the coffee. Sookie's, Weston's, and Al's Pancake World's are classics, but they have nothing on Luke's coffee.
"Rory!" As we walked by Miss Patty's Dance Studio, I heard her call my name. She was standing in her normal position, leaning on the railing of the studio and smoking. She and Babette know everything about everyone in Stars Hollow, and are always gossiping. I didn't want them to know about Logan, although he is a huge, egotistical jerk and deserves to be hated."How's the blond boy?" She asked, talking about none other than Logan.
"He's great." Nobody needed to know yet that me and Logan broke up again. There's enough talk about one Gilmore Girl as it is. Everyone knows Mom and Luke belong together, but after they broke up they haven't been talking.
"Rory," I heard, in that familiar, dark voice. I turned around, and there was Jess . . .