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Clark couldn't even begin to imagine how confused she must feel. "Lois," he said. He turned slightly, and his legs came very close to hers. She retreated further into the couch, snatched a cushion, and hugged it against her stomach as she raised her knees in front of her.
She looked like she was defending herself against him. He understood that, too. He didn't deserve her trust.
"Lois," he said, trying to gather his thoughts as he frantically wondered if any of his numerous rehearsals were going to help him through this. Somehow, he didn't think they would be of any use at all. "Would you like to ask your questions, or would you like me to just tell you everything?"
Her eyes slowly rose from her cup and met his. "If I ask, will you answer me honestly?" Lois asked. "Will you tell me whatever it is you've been hiding?"
Clark nodded, his eyes steady in hers. "Yes," he said. "I will tell you everything."
I told you I would fix it quickly.
Thanks,
Corrina.
