I feel like I'm reading this SO slowly, but I'm so invested!
But nothing and no one had left the impression that Lois Lane had.
This whole end to the last chapter really just tugs at the heart.
Had Martha already taken Clark’s breakfast to him?
Love this little immediate hint that this is what she's excited about for the day!
Again, Lois noticed how little Martha talked about people. It really did seem as if the farm was her whole world.
So sad. Grief does funny things to us.
But realistically, she had to return.
Didn’t she?
Maybe not?
A life she would build for herself, relying on no one.
Oh, yikes, that would go so wrong.
“For now, yes. In about a month, we’ll let the hens in here and they’ll clean up anything we don’t take.”
“Helpful hens,” she said.
I just love this little detail.
“Did you need him? Is there too much work for you to do alone?”
Again, Clark didn’t answer immediately, and again, Lois paused to check his face. He grinned at her. “You sure do ask a lot of questions.”
It's nice that he doesn't lie to her here.
“Nope,” she said, and wanting to drive away the melancholy atmosphere, she added, “I’m picking apples.”
Made her realise that Clark Kent didn’t laugh enough.
One thing I really like about this story is how effortlessly you weave in that they all need each other, all improve each other's lives.
There was no other breathing. No other heartbeat.
What had happened?
Oh, poor Clark!
His strange alien strength helped him physically, but it had done nothing to help him through the emotional and mental trauma of the past year.
Such a clever distinction to articulate. I feel like we saw so many instances of this on the show but I never fully took the time to break it down this way. Love this.
Lois was back! His mood lifted; his exhaustion fell away.
Awwwww.
Can't wait to read the next part!
