Chapter 35: Bold Moves
Chapter 33
After the applause finally died down, Charlie paid the bill and turned to us with a grin. "Lorelai and I are going to take a little walk," he said casually. "This place stays open late, and the night's still young."
I gave him a knowing nod. "Have fun."
Rory and I found a quiet couch near the back of the restaurant, away from the crowd. We sat down, side by side, the buzz of the dining room fading into background noise. The soft hum of conversation and clinking glasses made the moment feel strangely intimate.
"That was really good," Rory said, turning toward me. Her eyes were warmer now, more open. "You've got a great voice. And was an incredible music"
"Thanks," I said. "You didn't seem too impressed at first."
She shrugged with a smirk. "I was reserving judgment. You kind of surprised me."
"Good. I like surprising people."
We sat in silence for a few seconds, just letting the moment breathe.
"So," I said, turning toward her, "you really want to be a journalist?"
"Yeah," she nodded. "Always have. I want to write things that matter. Stuff people remember."
"That's pretty amazing," I said. "And I believe you'll do it."
