A/N: These are various letters. Not all of them come right after the other,
so don't be surprised if they're slightly disjointed.
A/N #2: Sonnet #27. Everybody go look it up. It's awesome. *sigh*
Dear Jess,
Hellooooo from Stars Hollow! I know you said you aren't too great with written correspondence, but I thought it would be fun to at least try.
You know most of what's been going on around here, because we just spoke last night. I am now a full-fledged employee of Luke's Diner. It's actually really fun. I mean, as much fun as food service can be. I get to talk to Lane constantly and I get all the free coffee I want. And Caesar isn't that bad.
Mom is good. The Inn is almost up and running. They're just putting the finishing touches on. You know, moving furniture in and everything. It's really exciting! Mom's so happy.
I'm sure you've heard that Gloria got a full scholarship to Yale. Isn't that amazing?! I had lunch with her the other day and she's so excited. She says that Jamie is kind of sad that she won't be around though. Your grandmother is so proud though. You should call them (hint, hint). I'm trying to work out the dorming situations so that we're at least close to each other.
Anyways, I'm supposed to go to help Mom out at the Inn. I hope things are going okay over there.
I love you!
Rory.
******
Rory-
I'm glad that the diner is working out for you. Chances are Luke treats you (coughpaysyoucouch) better than he did me. At least someone gets a kick out of Lane's incessant babble. And Caesar is that bad, you're just too nice to everyone to notice. I got a job working at a poster shop on the boardwalk. It's kind of cool... but boring. It's quiet, except for the noisy teens who wander in. Whatever.
I'm glad the Inn is coming along. Tell Lorelei congrats, and I promise I won't deface it too badly when I get back.
Yes, Gloria called me screaming her head off about Yale. She's insane. And don't worry about Jamie. He'll probably start hanging around your dorm if you wind up rooming with Gloria.
If he lays a finger on you I'm flying back there to kill him.
Love Jess.
******
Dear Jess,
I miss you.
I really, really, really, really miss you.
I really, really, really, really, really, really, really miss you.
I could go on, but my hand is getting tired.
I wish you were here. I'm sorry I didn't get the chance to call. I've been helping Mom at the Inn when I'm not working at Luke's. It's been so crazy! People want to stay at the Inn! Mom, Sookie and Michel are thrilled beyond belief!
Enclosed are pictures of the Inn, and My Grandmother hitting on one Dave Rygalski. Poor boy. I also found a couple of pictures Mom took of us the day you got out of the hospital, and I thought you might like a few. Just so you don't forget what I look like.
I love you!
Rory.
******
Rory-
Thank you for the fruit basket. I'm told my face upon receiving it was "damned funny." Or at least that's what Sasha said.
So get this. Jimmy has been sneaking McDonalds French fries. So guess who has to stay overnight in the hospital again? Jesus. My father's an idiot.
Other than that things are alright. Lily talked me into joining this literary discussion group with her. It's kind of lame, but she enjoys it, so I grin and bear. There's this girl in it that's been trying to hit on me, but she's got the IQ of...well... Shane. As far as I can tell, she thinks she's well read, but Pat the Bunny is number one on her top ten favorite books, followed closely by The Babysitter's Club series, and Goodnight Moon. Not to say that Goodnight Moon isn't quality, but shit! She's never even heard of Salinger, and I think she's under the impression that Vonnegut is an ingredient in a Snickers bar...
Liz called here, to check on me. I guess Luke gave her the number. The look on Sasha's face when she handed me the phone was awful. She looked like she wanted to claw my mother's eyes out.
I talked to Liz for a little. It was kind of weird. She's in Seattle now. Still with that weird Etch-e-Sketch guy, TJ. They're happy. He's still an idiot, and she's still a flake, but they're happy. They want to come down and see me. I don't know.
I feel weird being here. I miss you. Jimmy and I are still kind of weird around each other. Sasha's been good though. She kind of treats me like she treats Lily, now. Like her kid, or something, I guess. I don't know. I reiterate, it's weird.
I miss you. Again with the reiteration. But it's true. I think just over half my thoughts are of you. You ever read Shakespeare's sonnets? Look up #27. That's just about how I'm feeling right now. I'm not kidding. And I know that's really mushy and you're probably gonna laugh or whatever, but that's pretty much it.
Thanks for the pictures, by the way. Good god, your grandmother is a weird-looking when she's drunk. And poor, poor Dave. He looks horror- stricken. The Inn looks great. I look like shit in the pictures of us, but you look great. That's normal, though.
Love Jess
PS: This is probably the longest letter I've ever written to anyone. Feel proud.
******
Dear Jess,
Alright. First of all: The sonnet? I'm melting. Literally. I'm sitting here on my couch, melting. Mom's gonna have to come home and mop me up. No laughing here. Just completely melting. I love you.
Do I have to fly out there and bust some ill-read ass? Miss. Pat the Bunny better keep her ill-read hands off of you. Mine.
That's funky that Liz called. Although, here's an entertaining thought: Liz vs. Sasha for the title of Jess's Mom. Ha.
I think you should go and see your mom. It'd be cool if you could reconnect with her the way you (sort of?) have with Jimmy. I know it's hard. I still have trouble talking to my dad. He came to visit the other week. He met Jason, who looked about ready to break out into hives upon seeing him. Something about summer camp. No idea.
The nerve of Jimmy sneaking unhealthy food. He didn't even get anything good. Fries. Amateur. I'm sorry he's back in the hospital. I hope he's alright by the time this gets to you.
I miss you, too. I want you to come home. I wanna watch movies with you and talk to you for endless hours about books. I want to read on the bridge with you. I want to walk into the diner and see you looking bored behind the counter. I want kisses! And other, more intimate things that I refuse to list in this letter! I want you to annoy my grandmother, and make Taylor's head spin around the little girl's did in The Exorcist. That's how much I miss you.
I'm sorry. This wasn't supposed to turn into a guilt trip. I think I'm just now realizing that this is really hard. All I have are letters and pictures and memories. I want more. I want you. Now. I want my Artful Dodger.
I love you.
Rory.
*****
Rory-
Saw Liz and TJ. It was... interesting, I guess. We walked around the boardwalk mostly. Talked a little I don't know. It was awkward. It's always awkward. She's acting like she cares, which has been a new thing with her. I mean, I guess she always cared, but she's never shown it too much. It's hard to connect.
And no. You don't have to fly out to protect me against Miss. Pat the Bunny. Lily yelled at her. It was entertaining.
Liz walked me up to the apartment. Sasha gave her a death glare. I think she's kind of... I don't know. It's weird.
Jimmy's doing better. He's back home. Sasha threatened him, so I don't think he'll be eating French fries again any time soon.
I want to come home. But I'm needed here. I'm sorry. This is hard for me, too.
Love
Jess
A/N #2: Sonnet #27. Everybody go look it up. It's awesome. *sigh*
Dear Jess,
Hellooooo from Stars Hollow! I know you said you aren't too great with written correspondence, but I thought it would be fun to at least try.
You know most of what's been going on around here, because we just spoke last night. I am now a full-fledged employee of Luke's Diner. It's actually really fun. I mean, as much fun as food service can be. I get to talk to Lane constantly and I get all the free coffee I want. And Caesar isn't that bad.
Mom is good. The Inn is almost up and running. They're just putting the finishing touches on. You know, moving furniture in and everything. It's really exciting! Mom's so happy.
I'm sure you've heard that Gloria got a full scholarship to Yale. Isn't that amazing?! I had lunch with her the other day and she's so excited. She says that Jamie is kind of sad that she won't be around though. Your grandmother is so proud though. You should call them (hint, hint). I'm trying to work out the dorming situations so that we're at least close to each other.
Anyways, I'm supposed to go to help Mom out at the Inn. I hope things are going okay over there.
I love you!
Rory.
******
Rory-
I'm glad that the diner is working out for you. Chances are Luke treats you (coughpaysyoucouch) better than he did me. At least someone gets a kick out of Lane's incessant babble. And Caesar is that bad, you're just too nice to everyone to notice. I got a job working at a poster shop on the boardwalk. It's kind of cool... but boring. It's quiet, except for the noisy teens who wander in. Whatever.
I'm glad the Inn is coming along. Tell Lorelei congrats, and I promise I won't deface it too badly when I get back.
Yes, Gloria called me screaming her head off about Yale. She's insane. And don't worry about Jamie. He'll probably start hanging around your dorm if you wind up rooming with Gloria.
If he lays a finger on you I'm flying back there to kill him.
Love Jess.
******
Dear Jess,
I miss you.
I really, really, really, really miss you.
I really, really, really, really, really, really, really miss you.
I could go on, but my hand is getting tired.
I wish you were here. I'm sorry I didn't get the chance to call. I've been helping Mom at the Inn when I'm not working at Luke's. It's been so crazy! People want to stay at the Inn! Mom, Sookie and Michel are thrilled beyond belief!
Enclosed are pictures of the Inn, and My Grandmother hitting on one Dave Rygalski. Poor boy. I also found a couple of pictures Mom took of us the day you got out of the hospital, and I thought you might like a few. Just so you don't forget what I look like.
I love you!
Rory.
******
Rory-
Thank you for the fruit basket. I'm told my face upon receiving it was "damned funny." Or at least that's what Sasha said.
So get this. Jimmy has been sneaking McDonalds French fries. So guess who has to stay overnight in the hospital again? Jesus. My father's an idiot.
Other than that things are alright. Lily talked me into joining this literary discussion group with her. It's kind of lame, but she enjoys it, so I grin and bear. There's this girl in it that's been trying to hit on me, but she's got the IQ of...well... Shane. As far as I can tell, she thinks she's well read, but Pat the Bunny is number one on her top ten favorite books, followed closely by The Babysitter's Club series, and Goodnight Moon. Not to say that Goodnight Moon isn't quality, but shit! She's never even heard of Salinger, and I think she's under the impression that Vonnegut is an ingredient in a Snickers bar...
Liz called here, to check on me. I guess Luke gave her the number. The look on Sasha's face when she handed me the phone was awful. She looked like she wanted to claw my mother's eyes out.
I talked to Liz for a little. It was kind of weird. She's in Seattle now. Still with that weird Etch-e-Sketch guy, TJ. They're happy. He's still an idiot, and she's still a flake, but they're happy. They want to come down and see me. I don't know.
I feel weird being here. I miss you. Jimmy and I are still kind of weird around each other. Sasha's been good though. She kind of treats me like she treats Lily, now. Like her kid, or something, I guess. I don't know. I reiterate, it's weird.
I miss you. Again with the reiteration. But it's true. I think just over half my thoughts are of you. You ever read Shakespeare's sonnets? Look up #27. That's just about how I'm feeling right now. I'm not kidding. And I know that's really mushy and you're probably gonna laugh or whatever, but that's pretty much it.
Thanks for the pictures, by the way. Good god, your grandmother is a weird-looking when she's drunk. And poor, poor Dave. He looks horror- stricken. The Inn looks great. I look like shit in the pictures of us, but you look great. That's normal, though.
Love Jess
PS: This is probably the longest letter I've ever written to anyone. Feel proud.
******
Dear Jess,
Alright. First of all: The sonnet? I'm melting. Literally. I'm sitting here on my couch, melting. Mom's gonna have to come home and mop me up. No laughing here. Just completely melting. I love you.
Do I have to fly out there and bust some ill-read ass? Miss. Pat the Bunny better keep her ill-read hands off of you. Mine.
That's funky that Liz called. Although, here's an entertaining thought: Liz vs. Sasha for the title of Jess's Mom. Ha.
I think you should go and see your mom. It'd be cool if you could reconnect with her the way you (sort of?) have with Jimmy. I know it's hard. I still have trouble talking to my dad. He came to visit the other week. He met Jason, who looked about ready to break out into hives upon seeing him. Something about summer camp. No idea.
The nerve of Jimmy sneaking unhealthy food. He didn't even get anything good. Fries. Amateur. I'm sorry he's back in the hospital. I hope he's alright by the time this gets to you.
I miss you, too. I want you to come home. I wanna watch movies with you and talk to you for endless hours about books. I want to read on the bridge with you. I want to walk into the diner and see you looking bored behind the counter. I want kisses! And other, more intimate things that I refuse to list in this letter! I want you to annoy my grandmother, and make Taylor's head spin around the little girl's did in The Exorcist. That's how much I miss you.
I'm sorry. This wasn't supposed to turn into a guilt trip. I think I'm just now realizing that this is really hard. All I have are letters and pictures and memories. I want more. I want you. Now. I want my Artful Dodger.
I love you.
Rory.
*****
Rory-
Saw Liz and TJ. It was... interesting, I guess. We walked around the boardwalk mostly. Talked a little I don't know. It was awkward. It's always awkward. She's acting like she cares, which has been a new thing with her. I mean, I guess she always cared, but she's never shown it too much. It's hard to connect.
And no. You don't have to fly out to protect me against Miss. Pat the Bunny. Lily yelled at her. It was entertaining.
Liz walked me up to the apartment. Sasha gave her a death glare. I think she's kind of... I don't know. It's weird.
Jimmy's doing better. He's back home. Sasha threatened him, so I don't think he'll be eating French fries again any time soon.
I want to come home. But I'm needed here. I'm sorry. This is hard for me, too.
Love
Jess