When I read this the first time, I was tired and stresses enough that I didn't even notice the opening paragraph:
I was standing at my kitchen counter and sorting through my mail when I saw it. Finally! I had seriously started to worry that I was being deliberately snubbed this year by the Metropolis Children's Trust. The charity bachelor auction is only a week away and I had yet to receive an invite. But here it was - better delayed than never.
Eh. The charity bachelor auction, eh? What bachelor could Lois be thinking of?
"Fifty-three thousand, two hundred thirty-seven dollars and sixty-one cents."
And suddenly Lois has a lot of money..... From whom?
What can she do with that money?
"I don't want Lex's money."
Expect
to come up with a helpful solution....
"You can hardly give the money back to him now. Why don't you do something positive with it? Donate it to charity or something?"
Charity, charity. When did somebody last talk about charity? And why?
"Going once, going twice..." The auctioneer raps the podium and gives me a very bright smile. "Sold, for just over fifty-three thousand dollars!"
There's applause but all I can hear are my own frantic thoughts. I did it. I have a date with Superman!
Talk about putting Lex's money to good use!
"Do I want to know how you arrived at such a precise amount to bid?" he asks.
"Probably not," I tell him. "It was actually Clark's idea."
"Clark told you to bid on me?" He cocks one eyebrow in cheerful disbelief.
"Not exactly," I temporize. "But it was his idea."
Yes, it was!!!!
He shakes his head in amusement. His smile has now grown wide enough that I can see a dimple in his cheek before he asks, "So when would you like to go on this date?"
Smiling Superman! Yes, I bet that's going to be a nice charity date for him!!!
Ann