As they cleared away the kitchen, Lois felt tiredness creep upon her. It was such a satisfying tiredness – not borne of stress or deadlines or anxiety, but work and fresh air and good food.
And… middle of the night excursions to the barn.
“Goodnight,” Lois said, when the kitchen had been restored to order.
“Goodnight, Lois,” Clark said with a smile.
“Goodnight, honey,” Martha said. “I hope you sleep really well. You’ve been looking a bit tired.”
Lois climbed the stairs, put on her pyjamas, and set her alarm for 2:45, hoping to get to the barn before Clark.
Thanks for reading!
Corrina.
