Chapter Eight
"We need to rest," Annie said, after an hour of searching. "Let's go sit in the shade."
"Good idea," Lorelai agreed. The six of them sat beneath a cluster of trees. "So, what do you do, Annie? As in your job?"
"Um, nothing, really. I'm a homeworker. My husband's a minister."
"Mom has a job taking care of us," Matt told her.
"What do you do?" Annie asked Lorelai.
"I run an inn," Lorelai replied.
"What about your husband?"
"Oh, I'm not married. Never have been."
Annie glanced at Rory. "So, you had Rory..."
"When I was 16," Lorelai finished for her.