I'm posting comments as I read, so...
Someone cloned *Superman*, what if they decided to clone me as well?”
Does Perry know this?
Um. . . are you going to leave her in there?” he asked referring to the receptionist pounding on the locked door.
“Of course not. *You’re* going to let her out once I have a head start.”
Clark laughed. “You’d better get going then.”
So run fast, Clark.
He was grinning from ear to ear. Did he wink at her?!
Did he?
“Then as what?” She couldn’t stand it if she misunderstood what he seemed to be trying to say.
“As my date. And after. . .”
“Yes?”
“I want to talk.
Sweet.
He helped with the chores. He ate meals with them. He took long walks. He stayed in his room for hours. She even found him in Lucy and Lois’ room once. What was up with her son? She had promised to leave him alone, but she was afraid something was very wrong.
Poor Martha.
“It’s chocolate.”
“Let’s go!”
You sure about that, Lois? Maybe he should twist your arm a little bit.
“I’m definitely not feeling brotherly toward you. I think it’s a good thing we didn’t ever try this when we were younger.”
She smiled, “I wouldn’t have minded.” She turned, pulled open the door, and left him standing there with his mouth open.
Nice.
Elisabeth