This story twangs my heartstrings, Corrina. I can see Clark beating himself up, blaming himself for "failing" his beloved wife, while Lois beats herself up for "failing" her beloved husband. And I can tell you, from a male perspective, that if I found my wife crying following a particularly tender and intimate moment, my first question would be to ask what I'd done to hurt her.
Clark's reaction and interpretation of the situation was typical of the American male - and that's what he is, at least from a cultural point of view. He doesn't view his woman as chattel or property or a path to political power. He married her out of love, and that's how he relates to her.
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course all this would go away if they'd talk to each other, but what would be the fun of that? This is a completely believable scenario, especially given the personalities and temperaments of our two lovebirds.
“Hey, Perfect, why’d you hang out with a bunch of feral kids when your wife looks like that?”
Clark didn’t reply. As least not that Lois heard.
Well, what could he say to a bunch of under-age and over-knowledged teens? An embarrassed smile is probably the best response to a comment like that.
So, you're posting when?
