Chapter 1- Memories

"Taylor, are you really serious? I am way over 21," Luke said.

"I'm sorry, Luke. I have to card everyone. You never know who could be a spy for the government. And if I go out of business everyone will have to go to Wal-Mart. Trust me, you don't look anywhere 21. Especially with that gray hair starting to appear." Taylor replied making Luke even more upset at the issue.

"Isn't that the pot calling the kettle-" Luke stopped as Lorelai walked into the store.

"Luke, you forgot your ID at home." She said as she walked in.

Luke leaned in to kiss her. "Just in time."

"Jess saw it on the table. He thought you'd need it," she told him.

I woke up at 7 am. And couldn't go back to sleep. After having my homesick dream I never could. I picked up my cell and dialed my mother's number.

"Hey sweetie. I thought today was your day off. Why are you up?" She asked before I got to say 'hello'.

"I had that dream, again." I laughed. She knew what dream.

"Oh the dream with Luke and Taylor. And the gray hair. That's a weird one," she said.

"And it was weirder. You came in-"

"Like a superhero? Did I save the day?" she interrupted

"Can I tell the story? And yes you did. Then you said something about Jess," I told her.

"Jess? Jess Mariano?"

"No, Jess Simpson." I said sarcastically. "Yes, that Jess!"

"Well, you were in love with him. And last time you saw him it wasn't that smooth. Maybe it's a sign that you two need to work things out."

"Maybe pigs can fly too." I joked.

"Ok maybe it just means that Luke will get to see his nephew."

"That's better. So what are your plans for today?"

"Work then watching Kari like always."

"Ok. I'll let you get to that. Tell my little baby sister I say hi."

"Bye, Hun." My mom said.

My mother married her long time on and off boyfriend Luke Danes after I left to be a reporter on the 2008 campaign trail. Since then she had Karissa Marie Danes. When the election was over, I moved in with her and Luke temporarily until I got a job offer from the New York Times.

I moved to New York City in January 2009. I saw a flyer for a girl looking for a roommate. I called her right away and moved in. Ever since then, Mariana and me have been great friends.

Mariana was a Spanish goddess. Or at least that what she claimed. She always had a different guy spending the night. That all changed when she met him.

Last summer, she went to Philly for a family reunion. That's where she met him, her long distance boyfriend. She never told me his name. She wasn't much for names. She referred to him as 'him'.

"Do you mind if 'he' comes and stays with us for a week?" Mari asked me the day that I had the dream.

"Sure. It's your apartment. I'm just your roommate."

"Oh my God!" she squealed as she hugged me.

Later that day, I found me shopping with Mariana as we wait for 'him' to drive from Philadelphia to New York.

"He just called me. He's almost here. He said he'll met me at Central park." Mari said.

"Ok. How about I go home and you can have the rest of the day with him?" I suggested because I wanted to go home.

"No I want you to at least meet him."

As we turned the corner before Central park, I saw a familiar face. A face I dated, a face I loved. The face of Jess Mariano.

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