That was superb! Especially this part...
Clark clung to Lois as the final call for his flight rang in his ears. The *final* final call.
He held her, empathising with her inner battle to keep her tears contained as he looked into her glistening eyes. "I'll be back as soon as I can," he promised.
Moving away, he ran his hand down her outstretched arm. Their hands met, arms extending to the furthest point, and soon, only their fingertips were touching. "I love you, Lois," Clark said.
He took the step that severed their connection.
Her first tear broke free and skittered down her cheek. "I love you," she whispered.
Then he turned and walked into the jet bridge.
You could really feel the emotion in that scene. So beautifully and tenderly written.
And as for pavlova... all I can say there is a resounding yummmmm!
Great chapter!
Cheers
Elizabeth
