These two were the first parts for a long time that didn't knock my socks off. Not that they didn't contain a lot of useful information. Poor Lois and Clark. What a hole they will be living in. Really, Carol, you gave them
such a small bed, so small that it's going to be quite an accomplishment
not to have a situation where Tab A goes into Slot B!
Ah, but something tells me that Lois and Clark are going to be stubbornly chaste in spite of their lack of wiggling room. (Wouldn't it be fun if Lois started having symptoms not only of a pregnancy, but of a super-pregnancy? But I don't really believe that will happen, either.)
I so rarely feel any sympathy at all for Clark's love for Lana, but here you managed to touch even my heart of stone, Carol:
My eyes filled with tears again as I looked at the picture of me and Lana when we were six. Our first day of kindergarten. She'd looked so cute with her blond pigtails. Swiftly, I removed the pictures that had her in them, leaving only one of my parents, me and my mom, me and my Grandma Davis, and Pete and his girlfriend.
Poor Clark!
Looking forward to more of this fic!
Ann
