Chapter 2- In The Middle of the Night
She was running across a meadow into Luke's arms, it was already the happiest day of her life and the wedding wasn't until the next day. She happily snuggled her face into his flannel covered shoulder. The flowers swayed gracefully back and forth, their pedals seemingly twirling. She looked up at him happily.
"I love you," She whispered.
"I love you too, Lorelai," Luke mumbled and he kissed her forehead. They walked back to the diner slowly, hand in hand, knowing it was almost time for them to part. When they got there Sookie, Liz, and Jess were already waiting. Rory was to come from Hartford later in the day. Sookie and Liz led Lorelai out chattering about her hair. She was still focused on the man standing next to the counter with the backward baseball came. A slight smile played on her lips as she thought, "I'm going to be Mrs. Backwards Baseball Cap."
By the time she entered the dressing room of the church the next day, she was convinced not even Emily Gilmore could ruin any of this for her now. Sookie perfected her hair and make-up before she slipped into her simple strapless white gown. Everything was simple and delicate. The bridesmaids dresses were a pale blue sleeveless satin, the decorations were of a snowflake theme, Kirk hadn't even charged her to put them up, there wasn't even a bow tie on Luke's tux because she had made a comment about it being too 'forth grade'. Everything was perfect, she loved it, and Taylor despised it. She went into the adjoining dressing room to find Rory but she was nowhere to be seen; only her empty was found with a small folded piece of paper on top of it. Timidly she unfolded it and looked over the words.
Mom-
Hope you have a great wedding! Sorry I left before it started, but Logan got this great idea to forget yachts and go fro cruise ships. Apparently there's a Simpson's episode that says if you go one hundred yards out, nothing's illegal!
-Rory
Tears fell from the perfectly made up face to the ink on the paper causing it to run, Emily Gilmore had some competition.