AN: Thanks to Koshkemeow for dropping me some words of encouragement!

3.08b Let Their Story Spin

As does the bright sun, each day, light the skies,
That first day, the Townies did also arise
With most of them yet unaware of the fight
And what had gone down, late into the night.

But quickly 'round town was passed the good word
And Patty dismayed she was fourth to have heard
Since Kirk had discussed it, off-handed, with Tilly
Who tempted Babette! And it was a dilly!

The heart of her sadness was Patty'd been there!
She should have been first to juicy-news share!
She'd seen Rory leaving the thinning dance floor.
She'd heard the raised voices but thought nothing more.

She'd seen how hot Jess had hung 'round all day
With wish to be seen but not much to say.
Recalled she how Dean had started to yell
While Rory's perspective, to Dean, couldn't sell.

But gist of the fight had Patty not heard.
The voices were loud but no single word
Had made any sense. She hadn't defined it,
'Til Babette did share the meaning behind it.

I guess that's what happens when one loses sleep:
You lose all your skills for thoughts very deep.
Since Patty was shamed for dropping the ball,
She stepped up her game to tell tale to all.

The word she passed 'round was one of a change:
That Rory, for Jess, her Dean did exchange.
Though truth was that Patty could not yet be sure
If she'd released Dean, or he'd released her.

But, with her new purpose, she passed 'round her chatter.
The details were fuzzy but that didn't matter.
Of authority, she maintained an air,
As would any gossip extraordinaire.

Responses she got favoured Dean five-to-one.
Seemed most of the Townies thought wrong had been done.
With news such as this, a townsfolk it stuns,
Regarding town's daughter and two of its sons.

The worst of reactions had burst forth from Taylor
Since never before had he appeared paler!
He clutched at his chest as though in attack
And, into a chair, he stumbled then back!

Then Sookie and Jackson, at first, disagreed
But came into line, once he would concede.
The Rabbi and Rev'rend, same thoughts, did assert
Since they, in opinion, were oft in concert.

But Andrew's reply had proved most intriguing.
He nearly cut off poor Patty from speaking!
He took in the news with obvious glee.
And promptly he mentioned a flat-screen TV!

(T'would take several days of pondering clues,
And Babette's assistance with adding of twos,
Before Patty'd glean the reasoning for
Excitement of owner of Hollow's bookstore.)

But now, past the newsstand, good Lorelai came
And Patty was eager to ask her the same,
Since no one on earth should have more to say
Than mother to girl at centre of fray.

But Lorelai stumbled a bit to the right
And stared down at Patty, with touch of a fright.
Her face had been painted both worried and glum.
Instead of an answer, she blurted, "Uh! Um..."

Then Lorelai looked—way off—down the block,
Longing for freedom to, that way, soon walk.
But, sure as a twenty-four-hour-long dance
Could stop her from moving, she hadn't the chance.

So, like her poor feet which barely could bumble,
Her tongue with a tactic of stalling did stumble.
There wasn't much now that she wanted to say.
She'd hoped the Jess issue would just go away.

But Patty persisted since, surely, her gossip
Would grow more robust, once hearing it off-lip
Of Rory's own mother—the best friends from birth—
About what the news did mean and was worth.

But Lorelai couldn't admit to the town
How scared that she was that Jess was around.
And then, most of all, as though she were shy,
She couldn't admit her true reasons why.

She wanted the things to be as they'd been.
She tried to remember that even good Dean
She hadn't much liked when first they had met.
(Recalled she a lecture that Dean would once get.)

But as it turned out, had Dean been a keeper
(Though, drop of a hat, the boy was a sleeper).
Once youngsters had welcomed her into their twosome,
The thought of them dating became much less gruesome.

But gone now was Dean. And enter now Jess—
And Lorelai must make peace with all this—
But she had a feeling that Jess would object
If Lorelai tried to enter their sect.

The truth was, in Jess, she saw her own past.
A sort of rebelling she hoped wouldn't last.
'Twas true, at that age, she'd rather been lusty.
And she, just like Jess, had not been so trusty.

Her parents were stodgy and stuck in their ways,
Not cool in the slightest, at least in those days.
They never would try to at least understand
Their daughter, outside of the life they had planned.

Their nature towards her begat suffocation
So she had been lead by another temptation:
To search for, in Christopher, some other love
And distance, 'tween her and her parents, to shove.

Their alienation she'd easily offered
As their understanding they'd never once bothered.
Now Lorelai mustn't give more to that story:
A full-circle mustn't apply, now, to Rory.

This loving of Jess must her mother allow.
Did Lorelai deeply decide to avow
To tread very lightly, as best as she may,
So nothing she did would drive Rory away.

'Cause Lorelei saw, in Rory's eyes, fire
That told her how Jess could spark a desire.
So Lorelai feared that this would be so:
So soon would she have to let Rory go.

The value of Jess, she saw it too clearly
As it mirrored history ever so nearly.
Like Christopher was, was also now Jess.
And that posed another real cause of distress:

A reason had Lorelai found to grow up:
A child on the way, adorable pup,
And, though it had worked out so well in the end,
She'd not wish that life on her daughter, her friend.

She hoped now that history wouldn't repeat
And hoped, their potential, life wouldn't defeat,
But most of all hoped this wasn't the end
Of rosy good times with her very best friend.

She'd have to be careful the hand that she played.
A balance 'tween prudence and lib must be weighed
Else, life more alone, she feared she'd be faced.
She hoped that, by Jess, she'd not be replaced.

Momentum, it seemed, must carry her forward.
Her ship, though at sea, must carry her shoreward
And poor Lorelai would just have to deal.
Her feelings, unaltered, she'd have to conceal.

Of details like this she kept herself mum.
She couldn't admit where worry came from,
No matter how much did Patty now bait her.
So Patty decided to ask again later.

And Patty herself did weigh the decision,
Since each the boys' bodies she'd gladly envision.
Sure, Dean had the height, was long and was lean,
But Jess had a fire, she'd not often seen.

As she and Babette had oft discussed prior,
The both of these boys were ripe for desire.
And neither their two could choose just the one
Since each had his traits the ladies found fun.

So both of these boys could tempt Patty's hunger
But Patty just smirked and wished she were younger.
With so many men, and so little time,
She smiled back upon her life in her prime.

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