Well, it was bound to happen eventually...
Up above the trees, the air felt fresher, less humid, more smoky from the fireworks, more electrically charged.
Erm-hrm.
He knew he couldn’t fly; that this was just an illusion of the kiss.
Aaamm…
She was going to make one hell of a reporter. “I’m…”
Aaaaaaargh!
Her eyes widened. “The fireworks! They started at nine thirty! I’m supposed to meet Lucy at ten. I’m so late!
Oops?
And before Clark could ask her name, she melted into the crowd and disappeared.
“Wait!” he called, but she was gone.
“Ew,” Lois’s sister said, plugging her nose and her eyes widened. “Lois Lori Lane, have you been smoking? Daddy is so going to kill you!”
Michael
