While farm boys do seem to have an affinity for me, I still don’t think I have one for them. Not unless they have dancing brown eyes and a smile that can light up a room. Not unless they are persistent beyond all reason. Not unless they are not just polite to a fault from growing up in a small town, but still able to hold their own in an argument. Not unless they can make me laugh on the worst day – sometimes even laugh at myself. Not unless they worm their way into my heart until they are the first thing I think of when I wake up and the last before I fall asleep. Not unless their name is Clark Kent.
I loved this whole paragraph, but particularly the persistent bit, the polite bit and the laughter bit.
Great succinct summary of the attractions of Clark Kent.
Very nice story.
