Chapter 28: Logan's Story
Logan was really worried about Heather. Heather had been so happy after her birthday party–she had finally accepted her new family into her heart that night. She was finally happy. But now something had definitely changed in the past couple days. She seemed more distracted and more nervous. Whenever Logan would ask her what was going on, she would claim that nothing was the matter and that she was perfectly fine in spite of the evidence to the contrary. Finally, Logan couldn't stand it any longer–he had to make her talk. He cornered Heather after school and insisted on giving her a ride back to Stars Hollow. Heather reluctantly agreed.
As they were driving down the highway, Logan started in with the questions again.
"Heather, something has been bothering you the past couple of days–I'm really worried about you. What's wrong?"
"I'm fine." Heather said quietly, while looking out the window.
"Did your mother or grandfather say or do something?"
Heather shook her head. "My grandmother."
"Emily Gilmore came to visit you?"
Heather nodded.
"When did this happen?"
"A few days ago."
"Heather, what did she say to you to get you so upset?"
"It doesn't matter."
"How can you say that it doesn't matter? You haven't been yourself these past couple of days. You've been quieter than usual. You're barely paying attention in class. You're not fine. Emily did something to upset you."
Heather took a deep breath. "Do your parents still think I'm trailer trash?"
"Heather, never talk about yourself that way again, do you hear me?" Logan said taken aback by her sudden question.
"Emily told me that Mitchum and Shira wouldn't accept me the way that I was but that she could help me be accepted by them."
"Heather, you know she's playing mind games with you, don't you?"
Heather nodded quietly, still visibly upset.
Logan tried to calm Heather down all the way back to Stars Hollow but to no avail. After he dropped Heather off at Luke's (and after she refused his offer to stay), he headed over to the Independence Inn to see Lorelai. As he walked in the door, he was happy to see both Lorelai and her father there.
"Logan, what are you doing here?" Lorelai said, looking up in surprise.
"I'm glad you're both here. I need to talk to both of you about something." Logan said as he sat down on the couch across from Lorelai and Richard .
"This sounds serious Logan, what's going on?" Richard asked with concern.
"Heather's grandmother came to visit her."
"What did Emily say to her?" Lorelai asked suddenly becoming very visibly angry.
"She's playing mind games with her. She told Heather that my parents will never accept her unless Emily helps her."
"Logan, how do your parents feel about Heather? I know they weren't exactly enthralled with her when she was at our party. Of course they didn't know who she really was at that point. How do they feel now?" Richard asked.
Logan took a deep breath. "I don't know. When I told them that Heather was your grandchild they didn't say a whole lot. I think they feel better that she's connected to their world. But they are quite aware that she doesn't exactly embrace their world and their values. I wish I could say that Emily Gilmore was completely wrong about them. But my parents are world-class snobs."
"Logan, have you ever thought about what that would do to Heather to be rejected by your parents?"
"I always hoped they would come around."
"I think it's time that I have a little chat with Mitchum Huntzberger. After all, his son is dating my granddaughter."
"Do you think it would help?" Lorelai asked.
"It just might. I think it's high time that Mitchum revise his estimation of my granddaughter."
"Thank you sir." Logan replied.
"Don't mention it. I'll call Mitchum tomorrow and a set up a lunch at the country club."
Logan left the Independence Inn hoping that things would indeed change. However, if they didn't, he was afraid of what it would do to Heather. What if his parents never accepted his girlfriend? What if... He stopped and took a deep breath. Now, he was letting Emily Gilmore's mind games get to him. No matter what he couldn't allow that woman to win. There would be some way to figure this out. There had to be...
