This story has stayed with me since I read it last night. While stories often make me think, it’s very rare for me to still be thinking about the story the next day. There were lots of little moments in this story that played out perfectly in my head – where I could actually *see* the characters as if this was an episode and not a story. Here’s a few of my faves:
Clark was there, too, a pencil in his mouth, typing furiously. For whatever reason, I just love Clark chewing on his pencils and pens.
There aren’t many stories with that little detail, which just makes it sweeter when I see it. In my mind, his shirtsleeves were rolled up, too.
He stopped typing barely long enough to give her a surprised look. "Fake? Why would any of them be fake?"
"Well, some of the anonymous ones are just way too... out there," she explained. "You know?"
"Doesn't mean they're not real, Lois," he offered.There’s another part I can see perfectly in my mind. I love it when Clark is hopelessly romantic and Lois lets her cynicism show.
After reading a few posts, several of which she could easily have convinced herself might had been written for her, Lois decided it would be better for her sanity to read notes from a different folder. One where she couldn't jump to silly conclusions from reading love notes. One where reading posts wouldn't leave her feeling strangely lonely and heartbroken.And this is why I love Lois’ cynicism – it’s there to disguise that she’s also a hopeless romantic.
I loved the entire note to Superman/Clark. I’ve thought about it over and over again, imagining his thoughts and expression as he read it.
And, finally, your closing image has stayed with me. I’ve replayed it countless times in my imagination, thinking about what happens next. Does she turn around? Does he kiss her?
This was a very moving and beautiful story. Thank you so much for posting it.
