Rory sat staring at her cell phone. She had sent the photo text and watched as a minute later the tell tale flashing dots had let her know that Logan had read her text. She had held her breath as she waited and then the dots disappeared. He wasn't responding. She felt her heart sink. She had been sure that he would respond immediately. She swallowed her disappointment and tried to carry on.
Suddenly she remembered what Luke had told her about when he found out about April. It had taken him weeks to process. She wondered if Logan was just processing. She has been sure he would take immediate action but maybe Luke had been right.
She felt better thinking he was just digesting the news - to be fair it had taken her a few days to get her head around it. She had refused to take a home pregnancy test, and had just made an appointment with her doctor and waited for the official test, which ironically was a urine dip test anyway. She had found out two days before her mother's wedding and decided to keep the news to herself until after the wedding. She had time to get her head straight that way. Rory gave her head a shake. She needed to start thinking about Logans perspective. She had just dropped a bomb on him and he needed time to process it.
She opened her laptop and started to plan her next move, career wise. She knew it was time for a change, but was having a difficult time deciding what to do next. She began to write a letter to herself about what she wanted, what she enjoyed about journalism and what she really didn't. She ignored the time flying by as she wrote.
Lorelie cam home to find her daughter sitting at her desk in her room staring into space.
"Earth to Rory" Lorelie joked.
Rory snapped her eyes into focus. She turned to her mother and began to speak.
"I've been thinking a lot about my career and I've come to some realizations." Rory straightened up and looked at Lorelie. "I actually don't really like being a journalist."
"What?" Lorelie exclaimed, surprised.
"Yeah. I don't really like it that much. I love writing, and I guess I always thought that I should be a journalist. But the actual work of it - chasing a source, cold calling people that don't want to talk to me, interviewing people that I'm not that interested in - it's kinda boring and I don't really like it." Rory confessed.
"But you're so good at it!" Her mother objected.
"No, I don't think I am. The pieces that have gotten the best reactions, they have always been features, not news pieces. I enjoy writing about things that interest me. But being assigned a story that isn't my idea? Chasing it down. I can do it, but there are a million other people who can do it just as well, and a lot of them can do it better because it's their passion. My passion is writing." She shrugged again.
"So what now? Your going to give up journalism?" Lorelie asked.
"Yep. I'm going to write my book. Maybe more books after. I like the idea of doing biographies, to be honest. I'm not sure if I can, my experience with Naomi wasn't the best, but I was trying to hard to please her. Autobiography is not my thing, but I love research, I'm good at it and I love to write." Rory outlined her plan. "I'm not really interested in writing novels, but I think non-fiction might work for me."
Lorelie sat down on Rory's bed and thought over what Rory had just said. She had to admit it made sense.
"Ok, Rory, I think I can support your decision. How can I help?" Lorelie asked.
"Um, I'm not sure. The only person that I know in publishing is Jess. But his press only does fiction as far as I know. Maybe he'll have a few leads." Rory rambled.
"Sure. Do you want me or Luke to call him?" Lorelie asked.
"No. I'm going to finish my proposal and sample chapters first. Maybe Jess will know a literary agent." Rory nodded to herself.
"Ok. So that's great and all, but what about..." Lorelie gestured towards Rory's midsection.
"Oh. I sent Logan a text this morning. I think he's processing. I will hear from him when I hear from him." Rory admitted.
"You sent a text?" Lorelie gaped. "Um. Wow. Kinda impersonal, isn't it?"
"Well, it wasn't really a text. It was a picture. Of my pro / con list for telling Logan." Rory explained.
Lorelie began to get a bad feeling about this. "Can I see the list?" She asked. Rory shrugged and handed the sheet of notepaper to her mother.
Lorelie scanned the list. She smiled and then looked at Rory. "Well this is great, kid. Very honest about whether or not you two should reconcile. Little problem tho. It doesn't say anything about a baby on here."
"What? It does - hold on!" Rory snatched the page back and realized that her mother was right. "Oh crap!"
