Hi,
Great start.
The look of terror on Clark's face when she opened them again. And the words that plunged into her like a knife.
"Lois, I'm so sorry. I hate to leave you like this. But I have to go, ummm, pick up my Cheese of the Month shipment."
:rolleyes: He is dead.
'Why haven't I cared before?' Lois thought, as the answer came far too quickly for her peace of mind. 'Because I wasn't this deeply in love with him before.' Stabbed in the back with the knife of love. Wasn't Cupid supposed to carry an arrow?
Love it!
