/Psst/ You need to add a blue arrow to Part 3.
Hope this new posting means you survived the huricane well.
She was officially engaged to the man who caused her to reject the third richest man in the world at the altar. Instead of the farm boy, the hick from nowhere, or just her best friend, he also was the one and only man who had always set her heart to fluttering.
That's always a good trait in one's fiancee.
Clark heard a beeping noise in his apartment, so he told Lois to stay behind and safe while he checked out the unknown noise he heard. He walked into his apartment and found that it was the answering machine beeping to reveal that it had a full load of messages.
Oh, dear, someone had told Cat they were engaged and the congratulations were already starting to come in.
Along with the full answering machine that was giving off an irritating noise, there was a pile of small notes that had been stuffed through the mail slot in the front door.
Strange, they all had the same message: L&C: heard you were engaged. Came by to interrupt. Jimmy.
Most of them seemed to be from Perry, wondering where Clark was and why he was not answering his phone.
Uh-oh. Perry's trying to get ahold of Clark, but not Lois. She's going to be mad.
We got it for a very good price for his fifty-one percent interest, and we have assumed the mortgage payments on the Sunrise Building that houses the Planet. The other forty-nine percent owners have petitioned the court to have the building sold, and the money from the insurance on the bombing of the building distributed among all of us owners.
Say what? Lex Luthor didn't own the Planet outright?
As the children’s proverb from olden days said, love came before marriage, marriage before the baby carriage, and their half-Kryptonian children came before the end of the reign of crime as a way of life in the city of Metropolis, and then on to the rest of the world.
Well, that's new. Hope Lois's body can hold out that long.
So, as they went their separate ways on that fateful morning, history as retold by Tempus was marching forward, unstopped by all Tempus’ schemes.
Tempus? Tempus is in this story? Wait, "unstopped by Tempus's schemes"? Huh? So, you're just name-dropping Tempus to stop our hearts?
Bobby had very carefully, and with great detail, laid out the plans of a new group by the name of Intergang.
Surprise! Suprise! Do they own 49 percent part of a newspaper, per chance?
Bill knew that Lois was the best person to crack this for him, and she could be trusted to share everything with the police. Nothing like having an unpaid assistant, thought Henderson.
Best keep that description to oneself there, Bill!
Clark tried to explain the problem to Lois, got her to promise to PLEASE try to stay out of trouble since he could not rescue her.
