Chapter 5
Mom and I drove up to the large, and very pretty Gilmore mansion, as we liked to call it. Our hair was a big mess, because my mother decided it would be funny to drive up here with the windows unrolled.
"Grandma is going to kill us."
"Well maybe, but maybe the site will give her a heart attack before she gets around to getting us."
"Mother, that was terrible, know give me your brush."
"Fine, but I would much rather see if she got a heart attack."
"Mom"
"Rory"
"Ugh"
We got out of the car and walked to the door. My mom rang the door bell, and in the process pretended like she was being electrocuted. I started to laugh. The door opened and there stood the maid of the week.
"May I help you?" She asked like a scared fawn.
"Umm, yes, we are homeless, and we were wondering if you could spare us any food?" My mother asked stifling a laugh. I elbowed her in the side.
"I'm Rory, and this is Lorelai, we are the daughter, and granddaughter. Richard and Emily are expecting us."
"Oh yes, Emily is in the living room."
"Thank you."
"Rory you are no fun," my mom said as she took our coats.
"No, I am a lot of fun; you on the other hand are mean."
"Rory, Lorelai, it so nice to see you all. Have a seat, and I will get you your drinks."
We did as we were told.
"So how have you been grandma?" I asked trying to start a conversation.
"Busy, I am trying to plan a DAR event all by myself.
"That's to bad, Mom, where is dad?"
"Oh he had a business meeting in LA, he sends his love."
"Mrs. Gilmore sorry to interrupt, but dinner is ready."
"Lovely Angora, Rory, Lorelai, dinner is served."
"I am so famished Angora," my mom said in a terrible British accent.
"Lorelai, stop patronizing the staff."
"Sorry mom."
We had just gotten through the salad, when my mothers cell started ringing.
"Sorry mom, but I have to take this."
"Lorelai, what have I told you about you cell phone being on while you are at the table?"
I started laughing, and mom quickly went in the other room.
"She will never learn a thing."
"I know, I have been trying to teach her the ABC song, but she refuses to learn it."
"What?" grandma asked confused?
"Nothing"
"I am sorry to interrupt, but Rory we must go there has been an accident!"