Cute story, Saskia! I chuckled at this:
Lois Lane had lost a bet and now she was at Clark's mercy in some godforsaken place with three houses, a hotel and a lot of potholes in the middle. What had she been thinking with that bet anyway?
. I can picture the little town.
The Gaelic is whipping over my head, but my ancestors spoke it.
On to the next part! For once I'm glad to be late.
Artemis
