Clark sat next to her – careful to get near enough for comfortable conversation but not close enough to crowd her.
Aww, your Clark really feels like Clark - he tries to hard not to be threatening.
Clark thought of a series of questions and dismissed each one as being banal. Or intrusive. Or insensitive.
The gap between him and Lois yawned wide and impassable.
I never know how to articulate this gap irl and you've done it SO poetically here!
“You only need to chase stock down the road once to realise the importance of a closed gate.”
“But I think it’s really because that’s the way her mom did it.”
There's something so wonderfully specific about this, with a little emotional tug attached. ...is this how your mom did it? Do you can tomatoes?
"And I have to take that time to be quiet and reflective. I can’t hurry. It gives life rhythm and stability.” His brown eyes met hers. “Does that make any sense at all?”
This is partly brilliant because of the content itself, but also because I feel like this is what Clark is becoming for Lois - that daily touchpoint that lends stability.
Clark nodded, grinning. “I’ve had an offer to help with the milking.”
Awww. This feels like a spin on their newsroom banter!
“Maybe they’re not so far apart,” Clark said. “Not in some ways.”
Maybe Clark had never visited Metropolis.
I really love the differences between what your Lois thinks and what she says.
Martha had said that Bess had been born when Clark was sixteen so he must be twenty-eight – a year older than she was.
Nice investigating moment!
“Hello, Bess,” Lois said, completely unsure as to the etiquette when meeting a cow.
Omg, that's an amazing phrase! lol
“He’s a nice guy,” she said to Bess. “But I suppose you knew that already.”
Awww!
Lois couldn’t remember one single time she had noticed the sunset in Metropolis. Not one.
Ooof. Yeah... That's absolutely what it's like.
She usually didn’t look forward to much at all. Each day was merely the means by which she achieved – a new lead, a big story, another front-page by-line.
This is so much of what a lot of careers like Lois' feel like when you're inside them. So insightful!
“Yes, I am,” he said gravely. “I know how lucky I am.”
But there was something in his tone that made Lois wonder how many times he thought about doing something else. When he was on the tractor, driving the mindlessly repeated rows, did he think about a different life?
This is beautifully captured, especially since we see one version of that different life in the show. This story really works well in tandem with what we already know.
Clark nodded as if he understood.
lol. Nice.
“Things can always go wrong, but there’s no reason to think they will.”
That's an incredible line, in and out of context.
But nothing and no one had left the impression that Lois Lane had.
This whole ending section is really just so sweet.
Love this story - excited to read more!
