I'm at work now and have a few minutes to comment (again). What was that about the one prefect clone who would grow up to be, presumably, Lex Luthor's handyman? One thing that I've really, really appreciated about this fic is how clones are forced to grow to adulthood slowly, so that Jory is still a small child. Please don't ruin that by springing a fully grown, fully programmed evil Superman clone on us now, Sonia!
Ann
