It was already Wednesday. Luke had no clue what he was going to do. Every time he would make up his mind, and decide to go and have the time of his life SHE would walk in and casually ask for a cup of coffee. Of course, she never realized the way he looked at her, or the way he was forced to measure the time their hands met as he gave her food so that it wouldn't seem to awkward or freaky. Those few instants when their skin met gave Luke goosebumps. He could not risk losing them or her by acting strangely, thus he could never tell her how he felt. He had tried it a bunch of times a while back. Dropping hints, asking her to play cards, making her special burgers.nothing seemed to work with this one. He would just have to accept it, she would never look at him that way. So what was actually holding him back? \

Well, on one hand, this was his town. Who knows what Taylor would do with the place if he left. It could be filled with poppuri when he came back. There was also Rory. Yes, he was not his father; but over the years he had learned to love her. Now that she was with Jess he saw her every day, several times. They we're out there right now. Luke wiped the counter one last time and checked his watch. 11:27. Rory had school tomorrow. Where were they? Lorelai was probably waiting up for her. raking her brain. He started to get nervous. 11:28. Should he call someone? The cops? No.they wouldn't know where to find them. Plus, Jess was in enough problems with them as it was. Who would know what's going on in town.

Yes, Mrs. Patty would know. He walked to the studio. The lights were already out. 11:30. As he was about to knock on the door, he heard laughter in the background. Right on the corner of the street, he saw Jess and Rory walking towards Jess' car. He walked there as he felt the blood rush to his face. Oh, Jess had messed up this time. What would the punishment be this time? No more TV? Take away his car?

As he got near he saw Rory was holding something. A bottle? Rory? Yes, as he took one more step and smelled her, his suspicions we're confirmed.

L: Jess, what the hell is going on? Its Wednesday, 11:3.2 now and what is Rory doing drinking?

J: Jeez, relax Uncle Luke.

L : No, don't uncle me. What is wrong with you?

R: Luke, it wasn't his fault. Now, stop moving.

L: Rory, I'm standing still.

R: NO!! Really??

J: Hahaha, stop screaming Rory!

L: Go home Jess, I'm taking Rory home.

The whole ride home Rory was falling asleep. Luke parked the truck in front of the Gilmore's mailbox and up in the second floor he saw Lorelai's light on.

L: Rory, what happened today?

R: I don't know Luke. I mean, I'm 18 and I had never been drunk before. I want to live life you know.

L: Well, do you really think doing it on a Wednesday night, with your boyfriend, and making me and your mom worry sick was the best way? I'm really disappointed Rory.

R: Wow, would you listen to yourself? You are not my father Luke, so back off ok?

With this Rory got off the car and Luke was stunned. Yes, she was right. He was not her father. He knew this all along. So why did it hurt so much? Why did he feel like hitting something several times? Rory had really said that she didn't need him. So why wouldn't he go to Peru? It was really one of those opportunities that came once. He could try to forget about the Gilmore. Sooner or later, Lorelai would get married, Rory would go to college and he would be left alone.

That night, Luke brushed his teeth and looked for his suitcase while he heard Jess snore.