Panic pulsed through Lois's veins. What was she going to do? How was she going to explain Clark's disappearance?
L: "I... Ah... Clark... He's... gone..."
M: "He left you for your own good, didn't he"
L: "How...?"
M: "It's happened before. It's sort of a detect of him."
She had failed everyone.
She'd hurt Clark.
And because he had trusted her, the pain of her betrayal would probably go deeper than even that inflicted by Trask and Moyne.
She should definitely tell all that to Clark. Might confound him so much he won't even know how to take flight.
"Do you know where he is?" Martha asked.
"No," Lois said, fighting down her tears. "He stormed out this morning, and I haven't seen him since."
"You poor girl," Martha said, stepping up to Lois and enfolding her in her arms.
Martha's so... Martha
Martha turned to Evan. "You make a cup of tea for Lois," she said. "I'll go and talk to Clark."
Could Virgina have had it spot on?
"Of course he's not in the barn," Martha said. "He'll be in his tree house. That's where he always goes when he's upset."
"I'm going outside to see if I can find any trace of my vegetable garden," Martha said. "It's horribly neglected. I'll be busy for at least three or four hours."
He seemed a little dumbfounded.
"Go," Martha said. "The best thing about a few angry words is the make-up s-"
But Clark was gone.
I hope you've had a wonderful time out celebrating! And since this is only the penultimate part, I'll leave this thread now and wait sort of patiently for the epilogue.
Michael
