Chapter Eleven

"Maya!" Emily yelled for her maid. "Bring me the cordless phone immediately!"

The frightened maid came rushing in with the phone. "Here you go Mrs. Gilmore."

Emily grabbed the phone and dialed the number she wanted.

"Maggie… hi, it's Emily. I just got off the phone with Shira, she won't be attending the ball tonight… I know, how unfortunate… no Mitchum won't be there either….Yes, just scratch them off the list…perhaps the Stratton's would like their table? Wonderful, yes I'll get a hold of Nora, good, I'm glad…Thank you Maggie."

Emily hung up and dialed again to speak with her daughter.

"I have not had coffee yet, Rory stole my red sling backs and I'm already late for work. Speak now and do it fast."

"Lorelai!"

Lorelai winced. "Hi Mom, what can I do for you?"

"Logan Huntzberger is engaged."

"As long it's not to my kid."

"Lorelai, listen, Rory should hear this from you."

"I'm not disputing that."

"Of all the wretched things for them to do, I can't believe they think that they can do this! We're Gilmores, for gods sake!"

"Uh huh."

"How dare he dump her and get engaged to a Hanley! A Hanley! Do you know where John Hanley came from? Nebraska!"

"What's wrong with Nebraska, Mom, have you ever been there?"
"That's not the point Lorelai!"

"It's not?"

"The point is that if the Huntzbergers think that we will stand for this kind of humiliation they have another thing coming!"

"Okay Mom, I'll tell Rory, but at the moment I'm running rather late so I'm just going to hang up okay?
"Lorelai!"

"Bye Mom. Blech." She said hanging up the phone. "Stupid bastard." Kicking her shoes off she called the inn and informed an already miffed Michele that she'd be late. She considered waiting until Rory came home the next day to tell her in person but decided that chances were good she'd hear before then if she didn't. "Rory?"

"Hey Mom."

"How you doing?"

"Um fine…I'll be home tomorrow."

"I know, I uh needed to tell you something."

"You're pregnant!"

"No."

"Oh."

"Your grandma called me today."

"I'm sorry."

"She called to tell me that Logan is getting married." Lorelai told her gently.

"What?"

"I checked in the paper, just be sure, I'm sorry honey."

"It's fine." Rory said stiffly.

"You okay?"

"I'm fine, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay, take care of yourself alright."

"Bye Mom, I love you."

"I love you too sweets, tomorrow we'll do some serious retail therapy okay."

"Sounds good."

Rory gently hung up the phone still in disbelief. Feelings flitted across her face but the one she felt the most was anger that he would do this to her. It was one thing to break up but it was another to do it under his fathers influence and quite another to get engaged only a few months later. "I hate you!" She yelled and grabbed her shoe, throwing it at the wall. "I hate you!" Letting her sobs overcome her she sank to the floor.