"I think you're over reacting." Luke replied.

"Over reacting? I am not over reacting." Lorelai snapped. "Who does this woman think she is? You don't offer to take some kid, which you've known for like 3 days, to their first day of private school. Especially, when I'm the one who's sitting at the table during Friday night dinners listening to Mom gripe about the DAR!" Lorelai folded her arms. "I think I have earned the right to take my daughter to school."

"She's just trying to do a nice thing." Luke defended. "If it bothers you so much, then you should tell Rory."

"I can't tell Rory." Lorelai replied. "She'd only get upset over it."

"Come on, you guys talk about everything."

"Yeah, not this week." Lorelai scoffed. "She went to Sunday school this morning. Sunday school!"

"Lorelai…" Luke sighed. "You're going to have to learn to let go."

Lorelai's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean, let go?"

"I mean, Rory's going to make more friends in her life and hang out with different people. It's a part of growing up."

"I have no letting go issues." Lorelai quickly replied. "But my daughter being stripped away from me, yes, that I have an issue with."

Luke hung his head. "Talk to her." He mumbled.

"But…"

Luke held up his hand and stopped Lorelai. "Just… Talk to her." He repeated.

(Later that afternoon)

Rory came through the door and fell down onto the couch. She was exhausted.

"Hey." Lorelai greeted as she walked out of the kitchen. "I was beginning to wonder when you would get home."

"We stayed after church and practiced the skit." Rory replied as she flung her arm up over her head. "I'm so not used to getting up before 11:00 am on Sundays."

"What time should I be at the church tonight?" Lorelai asked, hoping to start off on a good note.

"A little before 7:00." Rory replied. "I'll have to be there at 6:00 though."

Lorelai glanced at her watch. "It's already 3:00."

"Think I have time for a quick nap?" Rory asked as she yawned.

"Yeah." Lorelai replied. "I can wake you up in an hour or so, if you want."

"That would be good." Rory replied in a sleepy voice. "Thanks."

Lorelai turned to walk back into the kitchen, stopped, and turned back to Rory.

"Hey, Rory."

"Hm?" Rory asked as she was drifting off into sleep.

"Is Sheila sure she can take you to Chilton tomorrow?"

"Mm Hm." Rory nodded.

Lorelai crept a little closer to the couch. "You know, I don't mind taking you."

"It's fine, mom. Sheila can do it." Rory turned over on her side.

"I don't think it's a waste of gas." Lorelai continued in a softening voice.

"Don't worry about it." Rory murmured, her voice becoming muffled by the couch pillow.

Lorelai inhaled deeply, and then walked back into the kitchen.

(At the church)

"Okay, everyone, let's run through it one more time, and then we'll stop." Sheila conducted. "Action!"

No one moved.

"Sheila, we're tired." Sheena pouted. "We've got the skit down. We don't need to run through it again."

"Sheena, that's an ugly attitude." Sheila replied. "Great workers of God never have ugly attitudes."

"Come on; let's just run through it really fast." Lane replied, becoming annoyed with the entire situation.

After running through the skit once more, the teens pilled onto a church pew and rested. Lane laid her head down on Eric's shoulder. Sheila scowled at her, and then looked away. Rory set down beside Sheena.

"Are you excited about tomorrow?" Rory asked.

"Yeah." Sheena replied. "I bet it will be a lot like my old school in Belgium."

"You went to a private school in Belgium?"

Sheena shook her head yes. Rory's eyes glanced to the back of the church. She saw Lorelai walk in. Lorelai waved and smiled as she came walking towards Rory.

"Hey…" Lorelai greeted in a friendly tone.

Sheila turned around and spotted the blue eyed beauty. "Well, hello. I'm Sheila." Sheila extended her hand. "Welcome to our church." Sheila's red lipstick streaked across her face as she smiled.

"Thank you." Lorelai replied. "I've heard a lot about it."

"Oh, really?" Shelia asked. "From who?"

"From Rory."

Sheila quickly turned around and faced Rory. "Rory, dear, who is this lovely young woman?"

"That's my mom." Rory announced.

Sheila's eyes bulged from her face and her smile quickly faded. "My goodness… I couldn't tell." Sheila confessed.

"It's okay." Lorelai replied.

"You must have been so young…" Shelia added.

"Sixteen." Lorelai confirmed.

A small gasp excited Sheila's body. She shook her head back and forth. "My… my…" she whispered.

"Okay, well, I'll just have a seat over here." Lorelai said, becoming uncomfortable. She picked a pew and sat down.

The pastor stood in the pull pit and cleared his throat. "Ladies and gentleman, I would like to welcome you to our third and final night of the Stars Hollow Methodist Revival." His round belly jiggled as he spoke. "Tonight, we have a special gift for all of you. As many of you know, Sheila has been working with her teens on a skit. So, let's give a round of applause for our new teen group and their skit called "Homecoming".

There was a very tiny round of applause as the ten people present in the church, not counting the teens, clapped their hands. Lorelai's face began to brighten as she watched her daughter's performance. She was very proud of her daughter's excellent acting skills, and witty comments made throughout the mini play. Once the skit had come to an end, another soft round or applause was given. Lorelai scooted over farther in her seat to make room for her daughter. But she watched as her daughter followed the curly blonde haired girl straight to the third row and sit down.