Something I wanted to mention the last time but sort of forgot
He liked writing fiction and he thought his books made an impact in the world. Was there a way to do both?
Yeah, there is: he could simply take a job at the National Whisper.
Okay, now for the grand finale...
Before Perry could finish his sentence, Cat interrupted him. “No, Chief. Let her go.”
Oh, Cat figured it out already!
Once again, the man looked to the detective for guidance, and once again got very little direction. Lois was losing patience. Lifting Clark’s left hand in her right and holding her own left hand next to his, she practically waved them under the man’s nose. “Look: matching rings. Are you satisfied? I’m Mrs. Kent, and I want answers. How bad are my husband’s injuries?”
So, that's why you had them pick more than the generic gold bands!
he tried to stop him from scratching at the IV needle, but, half-awake, he insisted, “It itches.”
“Here’s a funny coincidence that I’ll bet Luthor didn’t know when he told his man to nab her: She put herself through college on the GI bill--spent four years in the Military Police.”
Wow, talk about instant bad karma for Lex. After all, you've *got* to be a really bad person to have your pre-planned triple-homicide go wrong *this* much.
Cat smiled knowingly and answered, “Lois’s beeper number.”
Perry smiled back approvingly. “That’s right. We’ll let her see to her husband’s injuries tonight, but I want an eye-witness account from Clark Kent in tomorrow’s evening edition. And Lois Lane is going to get us to Clark Kent.”
Huh, wonder how that's going to play out!
It was a strange juxtaposition—Clark in only his underwear and his wife fully dressed under the covers.
Wonder if he's already strong enough to rectify that situation.
Clark resisted the urge to accost Lois while she showered. They were supposed to be honeymooners, but he really was very hungry, and they had houseguests.
Yes, houseguests. Good thing, to keep himself reminding of that.
Ignoring the openly curious stares of her colleagues, Lois walked straight to Perry and said cheerfully, “You rang?”
Literally!
“You heard the man,” she told them saucily. “If you want to know anything more, you’ll have to pick up tomorrow’s paper. You can read all about it in the Daily Planet.” And with that parting remark, she walked proudly into the lobby, her husband chuckling at her side.
Wonderful ending
And a great story!
It was a fun ride.
Thanks for getting back to it, even if it took a while. And hopefully, your muse will strike again with another epic
Michael
