I have to admit that I was skeptical when I first started to read these (because of the age difference), but I'm so completely smitten with these stories!
Before I can make up my mind, the girl continues.
This is so perfectly Lois!
“Shouldn't you be in bed?” I ask.
LOL - I love that Clark is already insisting on playing by the rules here.
My gut clenches as I remember their faces, Martha and Jonathan Kent, my parents, the kindest people I’ve ever known. I miss them more than words could ever express.
Oh, no. The universes where the Kents die early are always SO sad, and this is no exception. You already have a lovely, tangible melancholy working its way through your prose.
“You're a man,” she says. “Can men also be fairies?”
This is so funny and cute. Leave it to Lois to try and suss out the gender politics of fairy tale characters.
I know this is a mistake.
“Are you one of the lost boys?”
Ugh, this so sad, Bakasi!
Which doesn’t mean I feel less lost.
I’m sitting on her window sill, veiled by her curtains and tell her how I stopped that mugging today. I make it sound like one of Peter Pan’s adventures. The mugger is a pirate and the victim Tiger Lily. My heat vision is a magnifying glass focusing the sunlight to heat up the pirate’s sword until he couldn’t hold it anymore.
This is just genius. I love this. This is straight out of J M Barrie.
It’s the first time I ever tell someone about one of my rescues.
This is heartbreaking.
My heart clenches in my chest. There is no way I can come back here. It’s too dangerous, too irresponsible, downright foolish even.
“I will try."
I feel like he's not quite Peter Pan - he's her teddy bear!
So sweet. You're hitting just the right tone with this, and I'm looking forward to more!
