Chapter 5
RORY POV
When I walked into Logan's room, I felt like I had stepped back in time. It reminded me of when he was in the hospital after Costa Rica. I walked over to the bed and sat in the chair next to him. "Hey." I said.
"Your really here?" He asked.
"Yeah I'm really here." I said. There was an awkward silence for a minute, but I had to ask him. "Logan, why am I still your power of attorney?"
He tried to sit up a little. "Because I know that you would make the right decisions. Despite the fact that I screwed up our marriage, I loved you and I still do." Logan said.
"Logan, I have to tell you something." I said. He nodded. "Your dad offered me a job as Editor-in-Chief over at The Times."
Logan nodded. "It was only a matter of time. I mean after all you're an incredible journalist." He said. "That's great, Rory. You deserve it."
"Thanks. I should go, but Colin, Finn, and Steph are here." I told him, standing up and making my way to the door.
"Hey, Ror." He said and I turned around. "You look happier than I've seen you in a while."
I nod. "I am Logan." And with that I walked out.
Tristan and I left the hospital and went to get some lunch. After lunch I told Tristan that I had to head back to Boston. I told him about Mitchum's job offer and he thought that I should take it. "But what about your job in Boston…my job in Boston." I said.
He grabbed my hand. "Ror, Honey. You've always loved writing… and I get why you got your law degree, but your dad can handle the firm in Hartford. You need to do this for you." Tris said.
I leaned up and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, you're the best. I gotta go." I said and headed toward my car. When I got in my car, I dialed my mom's number so that I could let her know what was going on.
"Hello?" She said when she answered.
"Hey Mom." I said.
"Hey kid. What's going on? I haven't heard from you lately." Mom said.
"Umm… I had to go see Grandma Francine yesterday and of course she starts hounding me about me having more kids." I tell her.
"Oh kid." She said.
"So when I left there, I headed up to New York to meet Tris for dinner. This whole him in New York and me in Boston thing lately has been tough."
"I know, but you guys will figure it out." She says.
"Well, see that's the thing. We kind of already did." I say.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Last night Finn called me. Logan had another accident, similar to Costa Rica. So they airlifted him to New York memorial. Apparently Logan still had me listed as his Power of Attorney for medical purposes. So this morning, I was sitting in a coffee shop reading the paper while I was waiting for Finn to call me and let me know that they were at the hospital. While I was waiting, Mitchum saw me and sat across from me." I said.
"Was it weird?" She asked.
"A little. Anyway, he offered me a job."
"Doing what?"
"He wants me to be the Editor-in-Chief of The Times." I say.
"Wow, kid, that's incredible." She says. "So what're you gonna do?"
"I'm gonna take it. Mom, being in New York, last night and today I forgot how much I loved New York. So, we're moving back to New York." I tell her.
"Well, I for one will be glad to have you closer to home." Mom says.
"I miss you too, Mom."