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More than anything at that moment she wanted Rory by her side. Everything was easier to deal with when she had her little angel with her. But Rory had her own work to do and Lorelai knew she needed to start getting used to dealing with big life stuff without Rory. Soon she would be alone. Rory would be moving to Yale at the end of the summer. And, while New Haven was closer to Stars Hollow than Boston, it wasn�t like Lorelai would just be able to go downstairs and find her kid with her nose in a Kafka or Tolstoy or some equally heavy book. E-mail, phone calls, and weekend visits would be the extent of their contact, and it hurt Lorelai to know that there was nothing she could to do keep her daughter from growing up and leaving the nest.
�Why don�t you go upstairs and lie down?� Emily suggested. �You look like you haven�t slept in days.�
Normally Lorelai would have taken offence to a comment like that coming from her mother but the truth of the matter was that she couldn�t remember the last time she had slept through the night. Even before the fire she had been battling insomnia and dreams that she assumed were strange and disturbing because, even though she couldn�t remember them after she woke up, they left her feeling uneasy and jumpy throughout the day.
�Okay. But only for a little while,� Lorelai said. She grabbed her purse and went over to the staircase. �Thank you, mom. It really means a lot to know that you and dad are always going to be here for me and Rory,� she said before going upstairs and making her way to her old bedroom.
She closed the door and pulled the heavy curtains shut before flopping down on the bed and curling up under a hand-made quilt that her favourite aunt, her mother�s sister, Marina, had made for her when she was ten, only six months before passing away.
Within moments she was asleep.