"hush, leone, and accept my offer of breakfast,"
fi scolded lightly. she made decent money after all, and she would spend it on him if she wanted to. she was a strong, independent woman living the american dream, and if her dream included baking him a coffee cake, then so be it. "you are most welcome. tell your mother happy birthday and give her a tight squeeze,"
she replied after lorelai had rung him up and given him her staff discount. it felt good to help someone else. especially when that someone else was a handsome gentleman.
why did monday have to be so far off? it felt like ages as her days fell back into the familiar pattern of waking, working, crying herself to sleep and repeating it all the next day. but then the letters came. three lengthy, beautiful letters from her mam, da and mattie. they were all doing well, which she fully expected, but they missed her dearly. fi had sobbed reading mattie's letter when her sister revealed that she was expecting a little one with her husband in six months. she was going to be an aunt! once she received the letters, the rest of the week rushed by in a blur of relieved excitement. she may not be able to hug her family, but she knew everything would be all right now.
carefully balancing the paper bag containing a few large slices of homemade coffee cake in her arm, fiona rushed down the street to work. but instead of her basic black frock uniform, she was dressed in a worn gray wool skirt and a bright blue blouse. unfortunately, she was running late, because the coffee cake had taken longer than expected. "leone!" she called out, waving her free hand once she caught sight of him from afar. sliding to a halt in front of him, she greeted him with a broad smile as she offered him the cake-filled bag. "i made irish coffee cake. i brought extra in case you wanted to bring some home for your ma."