My sister was devastated when she heard the news. She had been collecting his older works for a while and wanted to meet him in person. Sadly, she never got the chance. For her, he was one of her writing idols (my sister does a LOT more original fiction than I do and is the one person in the family that would love to make a living off of it.)
CLARK: No. I'm just worried I'm a jinx.
JONATHAN: A jinx?
CLARK: Yeah. Let's face it, ever since she's known me, Lois's been kidnapped, frozen, pushed off buildings, almost stabbed, poisoned, buried alive and who knows what else, and it's all because of me.
-"Contact" (You're not her jinx, you're her blessing.)
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