"and he's coming to work here."
Here as in Charlie's, the place that I eat at at least once a day. I just couldn't believe it. I kept going over my conversation with Claudine:
"His name is Luke or Duke, or something along the lines of that"
"Lorelai, Lorelai" Logan was trying to get my attetention.
"Hmmm, yeah" I quickly snapped out of Lorelai Land, and remebered what I was doing; getting the kids ready for bed. I had convinced Rory to get a couple hours of shuteye before her flight, so now I was sitting in the twin's room, reading then a story.
"You stopped reading" Lori said angrirly, " and it was a really bad spot too. Just before the catepillar drank the coffee" I was reading them The Hungry Catepillar, with a few modifications of my own. I quickly finished up the story, gave Lori and Logan their goodnight kisses, and left the room. Rory was standing outside waiting for me.
"What are you still doing up?" I asked Rory as I started to clean up the kid's toys.
"What are you doing with those toys?" Rory asked, amused by my sudden domestic urge
"Cleaning up" I responded as if it were obvious, " But you still haven't answered my question."
"Mom, I'm concerend," Rory said, her eyes pleading with me, " Please stop, come and sit down" Rory led me to the a near by sofa.
"Rory, really, I'm fine" I lied. "really, life throughs you this kind of thing all the time. Ever heard of Karma?"
"Ya,Ya" Rory agreed with me sarcastically. "But this is Luke were talking about. I mean, whe nwas the last time you even spoke to him?"
I sighed, "six years". Rory's eyes got big as she realized what was going on here. "Has it really been that long?" She asked, amazed. I just nodded my head.
"Look," I started "You look exhausted, and need to get some sleep, and I have some work to do"
Rory smiled, "On the computer?' she asked accusingly
"Of course" I smiled back at her.
About a year and a half ago, Rory and I joined an online dating service(kind of corny, I know. But we were lonely) Anyways, because of the whole mass-murder thing a couple years ago, all of the good dating srevices had become very secure. Of course, Rory made sure that we used the most secure one. I had been 'dating' this one guy for about a year. And I still didn't know his real name (only his screen name), or where he lived, etc. Since we had been dating for so long, and we had never been a threat to the dating sevice, they had released my general living area to scruffyface101 (apparently that's what his nephew calls him) Now he was temporarily moving to Kingston so that we could finally meet each other.When Rory first tried the whole dating service- thing, she hadn't liked it. Now she liked to make fun of me and my love.
Rory interupteded my thoughts, "Tell me, when was the last time you checked your e-mail?"
"This morning," I said "But there might be something new" I added a little defensivley.
"Whatever, I give up (which she never actually did)" Rory said, "'night"
"goodnight sweetie, " Isaid "and if I don't see you before you leave, have a good time." Both rory and I knew that I would see her before she lelt. It hadbecome a little game of ours; I would stay up all night on the computer or doing work, and then before Rory left, we would a short breakfast, and we would do our real goodbyes then.