Okay, just a little ficlet for a Monday night… I was just watching the season 2 final on video and the scene where Lorelai comes into the diner for the first time in ages with her "shoe sale face" on and everything made me think… how did Luke really react when he read her letter? Anyway, as I said, it's just a ficlet, so unless you're all crazy and think that there's something more in it, there will be no more chapters after this one. Enjoy!

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He held the small envelope in his large, rough hands, wondering what was inside. He obviously knew that it was a letter, but he was curious as to what it would say. He had found it pushed under the door of the diner an hour ago and had had to force himself to finish cleaning the diner before opening the letter. He had spent that last hour imagining what the letter would say; dreaming up all the possible – and some very impossible – scenarios. And now, he sat on his bed in his tiny little bedroom, his big empty apartment echoing around him, holding the letter in his hands.


He couldn't help but smile when he saw the stationary. It was so typically her. As he turned the envelope around in his hands one more time, he noticed his name carefully printed on the front. He imagined her sitting at the table in her kitchen, a cup of coffee by her right hand, as she wrote "Luke" as neatly as she could on the front before she placed the letter inside and closed the envelope. And now here he was, sitting on his bed, holding it in his hands.

Taking a deep breath, Luke quickly tore open the envelope and pulled out the three pages which had all been written on on both sides. As always, Lorelai obviously had a lot to say. And so, with a sigh, Luke began to read…

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He took his eyes from the paper and looked blankly at the wall in front of him. He didn't know how to respond just yet. She had said sorry so many times that it had started to lose its meaning. Having just read the letter four times didn't help either. But he just didn't know how to forgive her. It wasn't that she'd told him to go to hell. That wasn't it. That wasn't even close to being it. It was that she blamed him. He understood that she was just taking her anger out on whomever she could, but why him? Of all the people she could have blamed for hurting her beautiful daughter who he loved like she was his own, why did she have to blame him? And why didn't she understand that Jess meant so much to him? It had hurt him so much when he had to send Jess back to New York, but he didn't know what else to do. Jess was family, but to Luke, so were Lorelai and Rory. And to have the person he loved more than anyone else on the planet hurt him so badly was more than he could take right now.

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That's it. Hope you liked it. It didn't really turn out how I'd expected, but nothing ever really does, does it? And for those of you who haven't checked it out already, read my other fic! It's full of Luke and Lorelai goodness! =c)