I've come in on this a bit late, so I'll comment on both parts 1 and 2 here.

When we visited my parents this past June (they live in Traverse City, MI), they took us up to the UP for the first time. We stayed in Paradise, right on the lake (it was paradise! wink ). We also visited Whitefish Point (and the museum), Taquamenon Falls (we gave blood! razz would be "nice" but not great. This man is used to hiding his crimes and is very practiced in his benevolent philanthropist role. He takes good care of all of his possessions-- why would he overtly abuse his wife physically, during lovemaking razz (or at any time, really)? She's just another possession to be displayed. It's not really even emotional abuse as much as it is a total disregard of her as a person.

I enjoyed the on-going "is-he-or-isn't-he-a-tabloid-reporter" thing you've got Lois thinking throughout both parts. Much of the natural sort of conversation a fellow journalist, one who doesn't know Lois but knows of her (and admires her work), can be misinterpreted as coming from an expose'-sort of angle.

Where the heck is HG Wells when you need him?! huh Here's Lois meeting Clark, her soulmate, too late!! Her soul does recognize him. She's drawn to him (and he to her). <sigh> And as several people point out, Lois isn't likely to be able to just divorce Lex with a blithe "see ya' later!". Lex is possessive-- like a child who doesn't want to share a toy. He's likely to put up at least some fuss (that's an understatement, isn't it?).

I wonder what sort of resolution this part of the trilogy will have in only two more parts? To be a trilogy, the story has to be able to stand alone... has to have at least some kind of ending. I suppose it's too much to ask that Lex have a terrible accident while he's off doing <insert nefarious here> business? devil

~Toc


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