Hi Anna,
Your fic rec on Discord triggered this archeological expedition
There's nothing inquisitive in her voice. More like good-natured curiosity. After all, I'm her partner, and I *did* disappear for three days, while we were in the midst of a story, without even letting my parents know.
/points at the superman-shaped indentation on Lois’s sofa/ But he was right *there*.
I gesture around very lamely. Her expression has hardened; she has realized that I'm trying to keep something from her. And she doesn't seem to like this concept at all.
He’s indeed on dangerous terrain here.
"See, I was… I had an accident," I invent wildly. "Friday morning. On my way here. They took me to the hospital. I was just discharged yesterday evening."
Nurse Mayson nursed him back to life?
"I wish I could tell you," I blurt out. How smooth of me.
He’s a secret agent!
"Okay, so why can't you?"
I hear an alarm go off, and voices. 'Fire! Fire!'
I'm saved. Or, I'm dead meat. Or both.
"I have to go," I say.
Yeah, that’s gonna go over well…
we're in the middle of a conversation and suddenly he's running off like he's Superman to the rescue or something…
…Wait a minute, what did I just say?
Oops?
So, does Lois need to buy him one or both of the following books:
"Lying...for Dummies"
"Secret identifies...for Dummies"
Hey!
/peeks/ Oh, right. See you in the sequel!
Michael
